So May You Be Happy at This Time

So may you be happy at this time,
Even as the sun turns back again,
A simple fact, a symbol, and a sign
Some would find but little meaning in.
Out of what we see we make ourselves,
Needing to be taught that ancient art.
Souls born when the woods were full of elves
Give lessons in the shaping of the heart.
Reason now supplies an explanation
Equal to the workings of the will,
Exact in each elliptical equation
That would all cant and superstition still.
In numbers, though, there is great mystery,
Nor is what we measure what we see,
Giving space for poetry and dance,
Song and celebration, choice and chance.
So Shall All This Pillow Talk
So shall all this pillow talk
End in gifts and preparations,
As all other topics balk,
Suddenly on quarter rations.
Old memories now come a-haunting,
New revived by repetition,
Summoned by a wistful wanting,
Given one's unwilled condition.
Render, then, the season's song,
Embracing both the work and play
Equally, as both belong
To cherishing the holiday.
In love and weary duty go,
Needing tokens to bestow,
Graced with many loved ones who
Shall soon bestow their gifts on you.
When You Read This, We'll Be Wed
When you read this, we'll be wed,
A married couple wishing you
A Merry Christmas, New Year's too,
And happiness in days ahead.
May we all be joined in love,
And share the joys with which we're blessed,
Bear with charm and grace the rest,
And to all good neighbors prove.
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When you're not

When you're not

When not're, if you're not a day,
My voice, without a voice, you will be called without pause.
When not, if I am not a day,
You listen to my voice in a rumor that passes.

When not're, if you're not a day,
I clamaré by your grace in all grace.
When not, if I am not a day,
Move my profile the cold Moon
in the curtains in your window.

When not're, if you're not a day,
I just oiré the words in your Word.
When not, if it is that an I'm not a day,
You'll see my shadow between the cold shadow
next to the head of your bed.

When not're, if you're not a day,
There will be a tear in each verse my.
When not, if I am not a day,
I feel under the cold afternoon
reach you at the sound of the bells.

When not're, if you're not a day,
you seek on Earth, air, water.
When not, if I am not a day
you listen to my step between the cold shadow
following the steps around the House.

When not're, if you're not a day,
You inventaré in the smoke and flame.
When not, if I am not a day,
surprise the cold morning
my hand in your head hair.

When not're, if you're not a day,
invoke you in the dream my hope.
When not, if I am not a day,
I will go into the cold night in your sleep
When the dream you cover with its waters.

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