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December Whys
( A poem by Eve Gaal )
Sunshine paints December flowers,
in Hollywood
tones of lilac and lavender.
Tumbleweeds blow
across the state.
Fires sparkle and
burn,
spread by wind
that churns.
Makes me want to
fly above the smoke,
douse it with my
tears.
I hear bells and
ask why?
Emergency
vehicles,
engines
horns,
courtyard chimes
gently ding.
Mission bells
ring,
as if a flurry of
angels are receiving wings.
Families huddle
together in shelters.
They will relate
to a baby in a manger.
A cold desert
night with mules and sheep
instead of fancy
jewels or a rugged Jeep.
They might look
at the stars and wonder why
they were chosen
to tell the tale,
thankful they didn’t
die.
Why do some
flowers poke through asphalt,
despite
incredible odds?
Why do the myopic
insist on driving?
why is the runt
often a favorite?
Why is California
so beautiful and painful at the same time?
Eve Gaal
Merry Christmas to all my friends and followers from Intangible Hearts.
Merry Christmas, Eve!
ReplyDeleteSadly there is both miracle and tragedy in our world.
Very fitting for the current situation. California needs wet weather for awhile.
ReplyDeleteVery touching poem. I feel terrible for the people for all the people affected by the fires. Praying for rain for California.
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