The world behind is fading fast;
Such lack of balance could not last.
Between the worlds, a neutral space
To catch our breath and find our place.
The world to come, an empty slate,
Invites the chosen to create.
Transition comes; the dawn is near:
To all who see the future clear,
To those who transcend shame and fear,
To those who hold compassion dear,
Whose forward view finds hope and cheer,
A humble plan I offer here:
To help our promised world appear,
Continue Christmas all the year.
1-9-2012
Merry Christmas, 2012
Carla


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