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ascend our thoughts.

Advent will soon be upon us so I’ve got an early Chrismas poem:

ascend our thoughts

Resplendent in glistered frost we unwrap the special day
when all is changed, though still the same,
and mangers, stars and hay
ascend our thoughts.

Nativities have come and gone in varieties of craft –
some creating tear drops,
and some creating laughs
ascend our thoughts.

Discarded wrappings litter paths and cheery homes
and somehow Jesus lays there
while reindeer, elves and gnomes
ascend our thoughts.

The carols fuel our reveries; Silent Nights and First Nowells,
and in semi-Bleak Midwinter
the turkey-roasting smells
ascend our thoughts.

The Christmas gift, if gift it is, costing much yet given free,
meanders in the mistletoe
as mischievous kissery
ascends our thoughts.

Yet, trapped within our wonders, the miracle of birth,
new sounds upon the quietude,
new feet upon the earth
ascend our thoughts.

And Christ has come again, again. In mangers of unworthy hearts,
unwrapped and Holy, bright and new
that love of God, which He imparts,
ascends our thoughts.