The sun touches the Tropic of Capricorn .
Jupiter and Saturn share their shine.
A vaccine for the rich
arrives at warp speed.
Money for rent
comes at a snail’s pace.
The stock market goes high,
The food lines get long.
The air is as full of lies
as the hospital beds are full of people
gasping for breath.
“I can’t breathe” echoes
And echoes
And echoes. .
The night is very long and very dark.
We cannot even draw together
to warm each other.
What shall we do?
Even alone
we will do what we have been practicing all our lives:
Light
Yule logs,
Hanukkah candles,
and Christmas trees.
Sing songs of courage and carols of joy,
or the kind of songs you make up when you have had too much to drink.
Read or remember stories
about how the darkness almost conquered
a soul
or the world,
and then the light shined in.
As I write, the sun is rising.
Even the longest night
cannot hold back
the new day.
Nice. Flows and keeps you reflecting as the light of the words illuminate the season – hope you are well.
We are, thank you. Hope you are, too.
Thank you Roger.
Yes, all of those things have and are happening. Today is a new day. The slate is clean. Do the best you can. God has answered the prayers that a vaccine be found. We all have the opportunity to light a candle in the darkness. Leave some cookies on your neighbor’s doorstep.
Just what i needed. thank you for your timely observations Rogers. “There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in”. Here’s to the 2020 Crack. Merry Happy to you. Jacquie and family. And ONWARD to 2021!
Thank you. Same to you and your family Eileen
Winter’s knitting: Soul stitch.
Wow!
Thank you Roger … says it all.
A virtual hug of words.
Merry Christmas to you and yours.
❤️❄️💚🎄
Same to you, Jacquie.
Jesus was born to be the light to the world. Let us remember Him and His love and compassion. Love everyone you meet!
Astute observations and comforting words. Thank you.
Thank you, Beverly.
Love this, as always, Roger. We have plenty of light here since we’ve gotten lots of snow so there’s white on the ground, and when it stops snowing, we’ll get the only blue skies we see all winter. (That’s the one gift of snow here, as you may recall, though actually I love it quite apart from the gift of a sunny day when it stops snowing.) We wish you a lovely Christmas and good health, peace, light and good cheer for the new year.
Thanks, Gay. Blessings to you and Quentin as well.