December 23rd 2015

Crowds everywhere

as if the world might end

because the shops are closed,

for one day.

All of us during this season

turning into some sort of Magi

bringing our  gifts,

whatever they may be.

The cathedral in my heart 

is full of music

and my mind soars away, 

away over the chimney pots

with wisps of spiralling smoke

to escape the 

human wave , 

heavy with parcels.

Why don't they stop, 

I think ~ 

just for one minute

to sniff the smell of mandarins

and  cloves 

to look beyond 

and find that

He who comes is a beautiful mystery.

Through the dark mist 

of many mornings 

look..

see the silent shape

wrapped in a shawl

who,
looking upward ~

sees it there.

A star.

~::~  Have a blessed Christmas , everyone. 

To all the silent souls who come here and read my faltering words, 

I appreciate it :) .

And to the one who always comments, 

thank you. 

( You know who you are :)

But most of all,

To * The One*

who loved us enough

to come to earth for us

My heart , is always yours.