O let us dance, that boundless love
Might spring forth from our hearts
That we might see that world above
Where we’re never apart
The place where fleshless spirits roam
Each soul beside its mate
In such a place I’d find a home
By you, and what a fate
Boughs of fir
Colored lights
Crisp air and warm halls
Stew to warm my innards
Ale to calm my mind
A fire to turn death to life
And a blanket of snow
to dampen distant calls
Fruit of the vine, I’ll make you mine
Come, fill my cup t’the brim
Both white and red will slow my head
And set the lights to dim
Why, when the air is frozen there
Above the fallen snow
Do eddies swift dance light and lift
The flakes to farther go?
Thank the stars for laughter
And for kind words
And for togetherness
Thank the stars for those who make us laugh
Who tell us kind things
Who make togetherness easy
Thank the stars for them
Before they’re gone
Bring me quiet
And a fire
Hot to burn away my fears
Hot to turn to ash my woes
Hot to make of my struggles a flame
And melt away
The fallen snow
Blanketing my aching heart
A wat’ry grave awaits the man
Who does not chart his course
And yet to find uncharted land
The man must maps divorce
Sweet music plays
In the spaces between
Where metal pops
And ice cracks
And air drifts through
Wherefore do horns and strings play so
In my mind’s silent ear?
Play bright, cellos, and trumpets blow
That I your songs might hear
To you:
The one who walks strong
The one who speaks gently
The one who thinks carefully
Who listens first
And speaks second
Who loves first
And hates seldom
Who brings me warmth
And meaning
And peace
And wonder
O, that I might give those things to you
To you
A Poem A Day 