In a message dated 12/25/07 9:55:35 A.M. Central Standard Time,  
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Amen, brother, amen....

--- "do.rflex" <[EMAIL PROTECTED] (mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED]) >  wrote:

> 
> 
> Christ climbed down 
> from His  bare Tree
> this year
> and ran away to where
> there were  no rootless Christmas trees
> hung with candycanes and breakable  stars
> 
> Christ climbed down
> from His bare Tree
>  this year
> and ran away to where
> there were no gilded Christmas  trees
> and no tinsel Christmas trees
> and no tinfoil Christmas  trees
> and no pink plastic Christmas trees
> and no gold  Christmas trees
> and no black Christmas trees
> and no powderblue  Christmas trees
> hung with electric candles
> and encircled by  tin electric trains
> and clever cornball relatives
> 
>  Christ climbed down 
> from His bare Tree
> this year 
> and  ran away to where 
> no intrepid Bible salesmen
> covered the  territory 
> in two-tone cadillacs
> and where no Sears Roebuck  creches
> complete with plastic babe in manger
> arrived by parcel  post 
> the babe by special delivery
> and where no televised Wise  Men
> praised the Lord Calvert Whiskey
> 
> Christ climbed  down 
> from His bare Tree
> this year
> and ran away to  where 
> no fat handshaking stranger
> in a red flannel  suit
> and a fake white beard
> went around passing himself  off
> as some sort of North Pole saint
> crossing the desert to  Bethlehem
> Pennsylvania
> in a Volkswagen sled
> drawn by  rollicking Adirondack reindeer
> and German names
> and bearing  sacks of Humble Gifts
> from Saks Fifth Avenue
> for everybody's  imagined Christ child
> 
> Christ climbed down 
> from His  bare Tree
> this year
> and ran away to where 
> no Bing  Crosby carollers
> groaned of a tight Christmas
> and where no  Radio City angels
> iceskated wingless
> thru a winter  wonderland
> into a jinglebell heaven
> daily at 8:30
> with  Midnight Mass matinees
> 
> Christ climbed down 
> from His  bare Tree
> this year
> and softly stole away into
> some  anonymous Mary's womb again
> where in the darkest night
> of  everybody's anonymous soul
> He awaits again
> an  unimaginable
> and impossibly
> Immaculate Reconception
>  the very craziest of 
> Second Comings
> 
> ~~ Lawrence  Ferlinghetti, famous for running the
> City Lights
> bookstore in  San Francisco





And some people just can't stand witnessing other peoples joy and  happiness.



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