Warm and peaceful
Sweet and hopeful
Dreams abound on certain days
Will they wither?
Will they prosper?
Is it up to us to say?
Is the Star of stars a signpost?
Will we learn to give or take?
Time has never worked to help us.
An eternal question drifts,
In and out, through mind and heart.
Wise men seek the truth in vain.
Still, we hope and seek and ponder
Is the riddle to remain?
Maybe it is wrong to search
Into trouble and distress.
Truths and myths cannot survive
Cold and distant probes and doubts.
Stop your anguish and be calm.
Let the yuletide end your quest
© HMH, 2021