Monthly Archives December 2021

The Season

The Season   The cradle seems closer somehow. The star, his face, his smile more radiant as the first snow covers the rooftops. He becomes each child ‒ who utters magical peals of laughter.   A child so far away, so long ago, a fairy tale ‒ to rouse in me such innocent longing. What mystical potency do these stories hold to cast such a spell this time each year?   I almost believe. I almost feel a power ‒ a spirit stirs within me. My soul feels more accepting; my eyes perceive life as more precious ‒ How long
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