December Morning

After Christmas Poem, December Poem

December early morning light
Hues of gray, black and white
Thin layer of fresh fallen snow
Winter’s beauty, such a show

Barren trees, so tall and thin
Limbs a dancing in the wind
First a squirrel, then a fox
Then ever slowly, geese in flocks

So still, so quiet, winter comes
Our hearts beat softly, tiny drums
In the distance, a cardinal calls his mate
To breakfast come, no need to wait

Thin stream of smoke from the chimney trickles
Watch it dance, your heart tickles
No need to rush, hurry away
Let linger, this December day

Till Next Christmas

After Christmas Poem

One day past Christmas
Stranded on a magical isthmus
Feeling very blessed
There find a long awaited rest

Our hearts filled to the brim
A long walk on a whim
Overflowing with pure joy
Peace yet lingers, never destroy

So many gifts still wrapped under the tree
Things making us happy, you and me
Best of all, family and close friends
Love shared always transcends

Till this time next year
Each moment savored, not one tear
We shall patiently wait
Christmas in our hearts, what better fate

The True Blessings of Christmas

After Christmas Poem, Spiritual Poetry

Look about
So much we have
Much more than needed
Certainly to survive
Let alone be happy

Deep down we sense
happiness is without attachment
Not another possession
Not from having anything, or anybody
Happiness: unconditional and beyond conditioning

Again, Christmas’ spell falls upon us
Showering us with so much–
The fruits of our conscious desires,
our bubbling hopes, and
even stronger, our unconscious dreams

It’s the dreams making me wonder
So powerful. Like nuclear bombs
exploding inside us
Rippling throughout our beings
Giving rise to that before the expected

Yes, look about
See past what you see
Hear beyond the words
Receive Christmas’ true blessings:
Peace, joy, gratitude, and love