Depression & Health, Poetry, Art & ScienceDecember 27, 2008 6:20 pm
A poem that welled up on Christmas Day
The Question of Christmas Day
When you wake up today and turn your eye,
what strikes you fresh? What blows the cobwebs out
from under the pillow of your conceit
and lets a breeze surround your mind with light
tickles of fancy flair and fluttering
whispers that mark this day a snowflake-born?
Thus repeats the echo of salvation.
