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In the warmth here of Spain
Even in the cool of this December
There is no snow and little or no rain
But we will forever remember.
With no tree of remembrance
For we know he is with us
Unseen and no re-entrance
Expected or prayed for fuss.
His light shines eternally
Every colour blessing all
To each and everyone equally
We reflect, answering the call.
On this, his day of days
Blessed with our own roses
Moving through colours haze
One door opens as another closes.
Red, pink and orange too
His birth recalls our own inauguration
Blessed with colours of basic hue
We need to cleanse our own foundation.
And as we remember who we really are
With roots fed with adequate nutrition
If only we could clone him and be aware
But we are prone only to over celebration.
Looking forward to a New Year
As we will awaken from winter’s sleep
Next phase of our adventure to appear
Looking for spring’s green and gold to peep.
Through winter’s white blanket of purity
Hiding all the blemishes of yesteryear
We ask a blessing on all reaching for maturity
For soon all will be revealed, becoming clear.
The purpose is being outlined as our mission
Humanity’s mission forgotten in the cold of rime
The Planet is our only purpose and commission
Pray and act, if you will, for we may be out of time!
© David Tenneson 2014.