Breath Breeze Biddings

Over the seas and through the valleys blows numinous breeze;
Over mountains grand and great forest stands, band of angels
Whisper-sing to bring an extraordinary message from up above
In love expressed from an esoteric pool to school us in serenity;
There is a long song in the air to prepare us for a spiritual affair,
An Immanuel flare to repair the broken, which we dare not miss!
As Father Christmas bids New Year come, then let there be cheer
Among all who are near and dear without any thought of fear . . .
Season’s greetings and happy holy days with shining heart rays!



This is the New Day!

In the cool of the morning dawning I hear the charming missive:
This is the new day as each day is new but less than some few,
For there is only one new day each day along the way of this life,
And the new brings true opportunity for another breakthrough,
And the call goes forth to stand tall and seize this opportunity
With impunity and immunity from mistakes and future stakes;
So dawns the new day with the sun rising with his many prizes
For those who’ve been told the secret and are bold to take hold!
So fare-thee-well to peaceful night and welcome to bright light;
This is the new day without blight or fright . . .
And with this morning, all mourning has gone!