A Christmas WishA Poem by Rikkevi RueWhat is the Christmas Spirit really all about...?A Christmas Wish Alone I climb this mountain height that reaches to the heavens, cloaked in an age-old dream I keep one day - my fellow men - all free.
I look out on our world of strife full troubled by my brothers’ plights alone and lost in wrong and right with certain darkness looming,
I search within for guiding light to lift my heart, restore my sight and shine my way this Christmas Night...
To some it comes with the swirling snow white clouds blurred through a frosted pane, while others walk the whispering sands as Sun's last warmth from the beach does fade, and some as yule burns a crackling blaze peer lost in thought 'midst the dancing flames, yet others 'hale o’ the scent of pines mount tree to trim and wreath to hang, still when Creation’s Spirit comes each is filled with light - the same.
Tiny invisible breath of life, reaches our hearts and conscious minds, fills our breast, our souls ignite, lifts our spirit, to raise our sights, find joy, fear less, be blessed inside.
Whence comes this spark of life - this flame? fool’s “Science” boasts, from mud we came” "Sublime Command"... combusté spontain’? The Lord above in Heaven's name? Few know - within man’s kind it came…
For kindness serves the likes of man the gift of life within his hands reveals a warmth of love that can achieve true virtue's higher plan,
As if in man was something greater as yet unknown denominator transcending sorrow, lies or hate for realization most still wait on, reveal in man divine creation unveil at last his higher station bring peace to every land and Nation.
So, as I stand this mountain height and gaze into the heavens I dream a dream not mine alone so many dream it as their own,
Encouraged by creation’s hand It’s calling us to make a stand embrace true virtue’s higher plan…
I look up to the heaven’s might a billion stars there vault the night see all men hold within this light that shines to me on Christmas Night,
And my hopes arise - ascending flight and soar above man’s “wrong and right” for in my breast a spark ignites...
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