Warm and peaceful

Sweet and hopeful

Dreams abound on certain days.

Will they wither?

Will they prosper?

Is it up to us to say?

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Is the Star of Stars a signpost?

Will we learn to give or take?

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An eternal question drifts

In and out

Through mind and heart.

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Wise men seek the truth in vain.

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Time will never work or favour

Those, who question

Where or when

Still, we hope and raise and ponder

Riddles that we���ll never crack

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Truths and myths cannot endure

Cold and distant probes and prods.

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Maybe it is wrong

To shun

Every trouble and affliction.

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Stop your anguish and be quiet

Let the yuletide end your quest

�� HMH, 2023