Christmas Eve

A poem of spirit

Christmas Eve

A willowy blanket
makes the earth seem clean
the dark night falls
and the new moon gleams

The quiet is deafening
The world is asleep
and everything is right
just the way it should be

Some merrymaking abounds
with an aura of mirth
with flute playing songs
it echoes the earth

Midnight mass
the candles burn bright
the sweet smell of incense
the flow of the lights

A luminescence speaks,
off the glow of the trees
reminds me of yesterday
when the world was so free

Our Lord thus speaks
A soft glowing whisper
“Love thy neighbor”
what a wonderful gesture

The world would be light
peace on earth would abound
if everyone remembered
to spread love all around

Rachel Devine