a hush fell over the universe
those Christmas eve nights
when we would toddle through
the snow, up to the tiny house
where the rest of my family
had already gathered and begun
celebrating
it was in these quiet nights
that I understood everything
I needed to about our existence;
that it was fragile, that is was
insignificant, and that it was
unavoidable
though I could hear nothing
and see nothing, I could feel
the entirety of the world roll
away through that darkness
there was so much to do come
the morning, but for now, we
had to reunite with the others
and celebrate the two-thousand
something birthday of some
desert-dwelling hobo
a Merry Christmas to you,
dear reader, I hope you too
have received gifts as good
as this
Dec 21, 2012
Dec 21, 2012 at 3:11 AM UTC
a hush fell over the universe
those Christmas eve nights
when we would toddle through
the snow, up to the tiny house
where the rest of my family
had already gathered and begun
celebrating
it was in these quiet nights
that I understood everything
I needed to about our existence;
that it was fragile, that is was
insignificant, and that it was
unavoidable
though I could hear nothing
and see nothing, I could feel
the entirety of the world roll
away through that darkness
there was so much to do come
the morning, but for now, we
had to reunite with the others
and celebrate the two-thousand
something birthday of some
desert-dwelling hobo
a Merry Christmas to you,
dear reader, I hope you too
have received gifts as good
as this
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