Paper greetings, printed in opaque black,
swirled with ochre tones – and embossed
with tinsel and glare.
The serenity of straw and stable,
low station and artless beginnings-
in the midst of majestic creations.
Or how the mystery of snowfall
obscures the road ahead, yet in stillness
illustrates continuum beauty where we are led.
The green wreath, the evergreen bough-
decked in ribbon – tinged with gold
and captures glimmer and snow alike, somehow.
See the carolers, their faces
reddened in winter’s callous air –
mouths agape with our imagined joyful song and prayer.
In the bleak midwinter,
Snow lay all around, stars shown bright-
then pealed the bells more loud and clear,
Merry Christmas, Noel, this silent night.