Outside the world bustles in this holiday season
But there is an undertone of unrest, a somberness on faces
As we strive to incorporate traditions in a time of crisis.
We adorn our homes with warm lights and colorful garlands
Filling our quiet hallways with familiar Christmas melodies
Wrapping presents to be placed beneath a sparkling tree
Baking goodies as in the background seasonal movies play
All the while noticing that we do not feel the same.
I feel it too, dear soul, this surreal disconnection
When even glowing lights and carols cannot bolster spirits
Well-intended gifts lose their value over basic human needs
Like health, safety, wellbeing, hope, and connection.
May this be our wish this Christmas season:
To find our safe places
To connect with dearest faces
To bring nurturance to suffering friends
To cling to hope that our hearts can mend.