‘Tis the season for holiday cheer
for some it’s an innate time of dread
some, glow from head to toe;
counting down to that momentous day
when the path of kings and gods alike collide
a child is born; the story is told; Old Testament,
New Testament, King James elegant English words
stirring emotions, provoking versions, bible toting
for the faithful tales from the depths of Mother Earth
places unknown, but alas capturing the hearts
and imaginations; generation after generation
war after war; century after century
oppression
regression
suppression
domination
subjugation
supremacy
ascendancy
blood shed…
countless numbers cherish and pray
to whom they have tenderly named
God, Jehovah, Yahweh, Allah…etc, etc, etc
as their anointed and holy one
yet, the battles rage on and on
who are those chosen few
that will eventually rise above
the rest with hallo’s of gold
and harps strummed by the
feathered wings of angels?
we maintain our right to walk the path
of the glorious with the burden of
a self proclaimed hierarchy
…attempting to listen
comprehend without a judgmental
mindset; weapons held tightly in hand
I continue to wonder in amazement
how one maintains, sustains faith unquestioning…

Holiday festive gatherings with family and friends. Christmas tree and candle lights twinkle; red, blue yellow; the smell of evergreen and spice. Such a magical sight, snow flakes if we are fortunate will fall from the sky setting the tone, blanketing the world in white – symbolic of peace and hope as we wait for the events once again to occur on this the most holy of nights…

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