Repost: The Conscience of Christmas

Really hoped to come up withsome new, but with one thing and another, including a sick kitty – who is thankfully much better now – I will share this one again (written after the Newtown, Connecticut tragedy last year), which fits in with the spirit of sorrow and hope with the passing of Nelson Mandela. This post could just as well be titled “The Conscience of Anytime.” Peace.

The weather isn’t frightful

as the snow falls on cue,

just following its heart

that longs for innocence

in a world where it is

all too brief.
The cold creates a warmth of

knowing we must come in

from the harsh winds that blow

humanity to shame

and haunt its soul for right

to be done.

The season cannot change what

happened to children who

did not doubt tomorrow

and to all those who did,

their smiles lost in tears

not in vain.
For as long as winter turns

from darkness to cast light

on a softer view through

the narrowing window

of how to make amends,

we must try.
Blessings of the season to all.

Prayers for non-violence to prevail

in the New Year and beyond.

Copyright 2012 DM Denton

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