'Tis the season to be jolly

Who would be so stupid as to not be this happy?
Merry Christmas!
'Tis the season for joyous giving
yuletide tidings and thankful living.

A Moment

It rested appropriately
like a cow that slept on its yoke
a slight depression on the cushion
an impression on its observant laborer
a moment of rest
yet a tireless watch

the years of toil and tilling
a bountyful harvest of red roses
in that moment
of answered prayers

Never the Same

Yesterday's sunset is today's sunrise.
What was, today will be.
Never again, never the same.
The hordes of white blossoms
sweep down over the plains,
and the letters to my lover
radiate into dust
flowing and filtered
by the Breath of Certitude.
Never again, never the same.
You were, you will be.
Positioned static,
twinkling brightly
in the night sky.

Serene

The music flowing from your hair
something like that of Pocahontas' Colors of the Wind.
Or that picture of a pond and an overhanging tree
a ripple racing towards the shore.
That is serenity.
Peaceful.

The drums of falling water
myst carried by the soft hands of wind
a patchwork of white and blue above
green pastures and birds singing...
That is rejuvination.
Serenity.

Lucky Sixth

It's days like these which are most looking forward to:
The sixth of February
The sixth of a Monday minded calendar.
Yes, there is a positive connection made.
"Gearing actions toward eventful enlightenment."

Amidst a civic culture
there is still a hidden plan: a motive, secret
gone are the disruptors - whisked into a lawful environment.
And all but remains are those dear and near
On the sixth, I shall be engaged
it's been too long...