December 22

Today I saw a flurry of birds
descend from the sky
and land on a small tree.
The sun stood still
and for a moment the bare winter branches
were decorated with small winged creatures.

In this season
a door opens for a time
and in these holy days
we see the beauty of the setting sun
and a flight of birds,
falling like stars
from the sky.

I remember.

I remember,
one Christmas day
when we went for a walk
and came upon a Holly tree
in red berries.
Little remains of the rest of the day
but the wonder of seeing that tree
on Christmas Day
when everything is beautiful
if we allow it to be.