December 15, 2016
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. This week’s theme is Season’s Greetings.
Today’s poem is a Season’s Greetings poem about the winter
holidays and faith.
I welcome comments on my poems at
http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Silent night. The whole world holds its breath.
Each faith has its own seasonal salvation,
As myth becomes the antidote for death,
Sorrow turned to cause for celebration.
Of those who have no faith but just look on,
None need believe to join the pageantry,
Singing with a joy that’s not put on,
Glad for holiness that one can see.
Reason ought not scoff at myth, but find
Enduring beauty in the fictive frame,
Embracing subtleties of heart and mind
That else a soul would be hard put to name.
In faith one sees the power and grace of art
Not on a wall but seated in the heart,
Grace honed well by centuries of prayer,
Salvation one might savor if not share.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I
chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/silent.html.
For more poems for the holiday season, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/seasonsgreetingspoems.html.
This week’s theme: Season’s Greetings.
December 12: Some Would Sing to Celebrate the Season
December 13: So Ancient a Festival Ought Touch the Heart
December 14: Sing of the Rhythms of Life
December 15: Silent Night. The Whole World HoldsIts Breath