‘Twas the night before Christmas, pent up in a house
An unknown author mused idle; warm temps had gone south.
Her thoughts flurried fret of times not quite yet there,
A heart fighting for hope, sights filled with despair.
She yearned for purpose, and repose from dread,
Dreams festooned with visions of bright worlds ahead.
The man she so loved set off into the still night,
With their intertwined zeal kept blazing alight.
Time and again, sincere ambitions concussed,
Once more unto the breach they’d unwittingly thrust.
Steeled rose colored gazes enraptured them whole,
When more monochrome natures had taken their toll.
Time metered itself in more plummets than climbs,
Dark designs so entrenched had now been long refined.
Still love stood unconquered, a titan unbowed
A refraction of nature- could never be cowed.
As the world cast outside in these times of our years
When darkness abounds, and cold peppers the sphere-
We remember the warmth of the hearths we’ve inside,
And we hail to the best in our kind to abide.
“Mothers and fathers, sisters, brothers and friends!”
“Comrades, colleagues, and strangers to all of Earth’s ends!”
“Hasten your spirit and give chase to our joys!”
“Our lives’ umbral conquest is just cyclic noise!”
Brandishing velvet wisdoms of scars from all the years
A beacon of inspiration blazed twixt her ears.
The sojourn to strength a trail of shattered dreams did weave
But had led her to where she sat dreaming this eve.
It did not amuse others bruised alike in time spent
Such clarion refrain sung without relent.
Dust off your weary sights, and harken your hearts,
It’s all well within us if we preserve our part!
It’s not about us, and it’s not about them
It’s about a community in want of mend.
We honor with ritual in each nearing end,
Our desire for peace, love, and kinship with friends.
When better nature prevails, unassailable light
We become as the stars which illumine the night.
Homage to our birthplace, the celestial forge
And shake off the vacuum of space’s bleak scourge.
It’s no different from spaces we place in between
With terror and distance, we gape and demean.
No more or less, are any others and I
The same is the animus which gleams in our eyes.
We just must want it, and to outgrow disdain
More than nesting in worries and shielding in pain.
Who am I to a stranger, must I feel the same?
We have nothing to lose, but to shatter our chains.
The spells which divide us are hemmed up in fear
They imprison our light, and jagged visions edge clear.
In rarified moments we cast difference aside,
And by our better angels boldly dare to abide.
That we could just hold onto this season’s soul
We might just yet give rise to such noble goals.
Love others as yourself, and to fear try’n not bend,
Then these darkest of times might yet see their end!