Awakening from the dream
shadows resolve,
turbulence recedes,
treasuries of the heart
in kindness gold,
sweet incense forgiving
and peace within a stable shed
resting on a bed of hay.
Awakening from the dream
shadows resolve,
turbulence recedes,
treasuries of the heart
in kindness gold,
sweet incense forgiving
and peace within a stable shed
resting on a bed of hay.
Beautiful and Merry Christmas.
ahhh… very sweet. It does occur like this…at least for me and mine!
There is a rich comfort in this poem.
🙂 Peace…
With golden kindness in my heart, the sweet smell of forgiveness in my senses, I am reminded that shoveling out the stable shed brings a kind of peace. Thanks!
You write exactly the way it is.
Thank you for a keen insight into reality during this season.
Don, I’ve just read through several of your recent creations. Exquisitely grounded! With each work I yearn to hear musical accompaniment. A musical embellishment of sorts. Your melody inspires a chorus of sweetness and reverance. Thank you.
Sweet, genuine concepts, Don. This is good stuff for this holiday. For Josanne’s suggestion, try Odetta singing about the manger and King Jesus. There will be strong emotion.