photo by blake spencer
a text
and a call
pre -
christmas eve worship
conversations.
partly angst
that we're not yet
in the company of the ones we love
and for two...
the one who texted,
the one who called,
they expressed their sadness
that the holiday is not
the way
they desire.
it is easy to forget
that for some
holidays are
harsh reminders
of what was
and what is not.
some call it
a blue
christmas.
and for some reason
each and every season
i spend time
before these
worship services
on christmas eve
on christmas eve
feeling blue.
so with these blues
i wait
thinking of those
i love....
thinking of those
i don't even know.
not because i'm some martyr
not because i'm some saint
but just because
there is a piece of
loneliness in each
one of us
and we all seek
room...
we all seek home...
we all seek home...
we all seek
something more.
peace...
peace on earth
and peace in heart.
peace....
peace be ours
this night.
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