Mornings, blessings for new days
reaching out
seeking, we ask, questions for these times,
We know times test us
how can it be?
Let blue sky interrupt our busy minds
keep to the furrow
you ploughed for sixty years, it is straight
it is true.
Let fate decide for others
sisters brothers,
let us peel off labels
Humans we all are here on a beautiful morn
asking how?
in our hearts we know the path, authentic lives
survive the clutter and hate
living counts for something, words have meaning
faith is lived not beaten…
Calendars end, time bends around memory
family and friends lost
we know the cost, we know love never ends.

Chris December 2025