Thursday, December 25, 2008

December 2008














A chorus of snowflakes pads the Earth,
Listen and you will hear peace, I think.

A deer moves, trusting through the night,
Be still, and you will see peace, I think.

Stars roam, gazing upon the world with grace,
Join them and you will find peace, I think.

And when the music stops,
leaving only candles and hushed voices
singing,

Dreaming,
Silent Night,
Then, you will know peace, I think.


3 comments:

  1. What a beautiful poem. I felt it in my heart as I read it.

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  2. You write beautifully!

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