I don’t understand
All the fuss
About Christmas semantics
Think of the holiday
A phenomenal time
For all religions
No matter the name
A time when people seem happier
Whether receiving
Or giving
Being together
Singing
Like long-ago pagans
Shivering in clammy caves
Unheated cottages
They knew
The shortest day
Heralded the return of the sun
And an easier life
With crops and colorful fields
A few months away
So those of you
Who want the Christ back in Christmas
Try to see
That it is a perfect holiday
Of love and peace
Whether navigating toy aisles in Walmart
Or baking secret-recipe cookies
For those we like
Or sharing smiles with strangers in Mickey D’s
Isn’t that Christ?
Isn’t he there?
Just stop and see
With tolerance
Don’t criticize
Don’t polarize
We all are sand
We are water and sunlight
We are invisible air
Life can be all right
Today I saw a homeless woman
Pushing her possessions
In a rusty shopping cart
A twist of red plastic poinsettia
Adorning the handle
She sees him too…
(c) 2017 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Season’s Decorations