Friday, December 24, 2010

Merry Christmas!

A poem from Stephen Cipot, for all of us!


In praise of Heaven,

And the boundless inner sky guided by its light.

And of life in either realm

That knows the depth its love embraces.

A love that blooms in many faiths and languages.

It is winter here, and nearly always freezing.

The world is broken and moves stupidly on

After the fall,

An orb of water, wind, and stone,

It’s stones are cold under my feet.

I sing in praise of Heaven

And its supple endless song,

That shares its heartwarming promise with all.

A voice speaking straight out of my soul.

It’s not mine to give.

It’s not mine to give.

But I’m looking up and find myself flying.

A most beautiful thing!

Above the brilliant light of Heaven.

I never want to lose its secrets.

Dear Reader,

wishing you a Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and a Happy and Peaceful New Year

Stephen Cipot

December 2010