ChristmasA Poem by E.J. Waling
The spirt Of
Christmas. Secularism, leaning away from religion. Do not know if there is a god. I believe in a great maker, but don’t believe humanity has a clue. Yet, Christmas Spirit. What is it? I feel it in the warm glow of Christmas lights on the tree and throughout the house. I hear it in Christmas carols playing softly. I sense it in the cracklings of the Yuletide log. I remember it fondly as a child. I experience it as gifts are lovingly passed around. Life can be hard. Life can be cruel. But, Christmas spirit. What is it? I do not know....... But, for me at least life would be a little bit colder without it. © 2018 E.J. Waling |
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2 Reviews Added on December 6, 2018 Last Updated on December 6, 2018 AuthorE.J. WalingNHAboutE.J. Waling is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived real.. more.. |

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