aspiring player

He watches

and dreams

clump of snow

berries

planets of blue

dripping a miniscule world

turned upside down

red squirrel

happy go lucky little fellow

who frets not

about the trivial

manger's straw

Clinging to the cross

the manger's straw

Godchild of ironic humble birth,

through his death

my saviour

and yet my brother.

It is Christmas.

Lord born,

Lord crucified,

Lord rethroned.

Threefold divine plan.

sunbeam

morning frost on window