Christmas is a day
that demands silence
and a certain solitude
that we no longer allow.
Some say you need
to rediscover
your inner child,
but that
isn’t it at all
and maybe more
the problem, since
we all forget that
we celebrate an infant
and all infants know
is peace.
The shortest distance
between two points
is the path I always
discover once I
arrive by a more
circuitous route,
but for one for whom
the trip is key,
the path I take
is the right one
every time.
Between here and there
is an infinite gulf, and
finding yourself here
yet needing to get there,
what will you do when
you discover that all
you have is this pen?
