i wish there’d been a brass band

playing at that manger back then,

making everything so merry and swell.

perhaps that’s what we need today

to stop and dwell and sway a bit

at a lowly place out in the cold.

…that’s what i did tonight anyway,

and it brought tears to my eyes

and stillness to my heart.

there are holy sites out there

in the midst of revolutions and the mundane,

and they are worth a visit.

and all those songs of praise,

spanning from pianissimo to majesty,

are worth a listen.

it’s Christmas time —

the reminder that all is not lost

and that true change will enter the world differently

than we expect.

and that it’s on us to welcome it.

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