BTT 38.2: How to Unwrap God’s Gifts on Christmas Morning

On By Lona GyntIn Poetry

How to unwrap God’s Gifts on Christmas Morning

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Heal wounds.

Soak Earth with sunshine.

Breathe hope into sorrows

And pace the

Long and gentle

Unwinding of the clocks.

Don’t point and counter

Or fence the tides of

Wild creation into doctrine.

Care for each other,

Instead of playing endlessly

With the box.

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∗∗∗ Lona Gynt, August 2018 ∗∗∗

This poem is a rerun, originally posted in August 2018. The Images are from Second Life. The poem is all Rights reserved, Lona Gynt, August 2018. Was inspried to repost it after reading this excellent essay by Michael Austin over at “By Common Consent.” give it a read. https://bycommonconsent.com/2020/12/04/we-are-all-on-the-island-of-misfit-toys/

15 thoughts on “BTT 38.2: How to Unwrap God’s Gifts on Christmas Morning”

  4. Poem For A Mother

    i Wrote This Poem

    For My Mother

    Today

    i Am

    Writing to You As Well☺️

    Love As A Mother
    Persevere As A Father
    Be That
    FRiEnD
    To
    One
    Lost
    From
    Child of
    Love Within

    All Worth

    Naming

    God Flame

    Yes Love

    Never Giving

    Up On Kindling

    Breath Once Again

    Thank You Stranger

    Once Again Someone

    Inspires me Never To

    Give up on A FRiEnD

    Same my

    Mother

    Did For

    me… my Father Left

    Yet i Feel Shoes

    He Could Not

    Fit And Treat

    FRiEnDS And

    Strangers

    Same

    As my

    Mother’s Love

    Limited only

    Unconditionally

    To Her

    Children…

    Yet You See

    my Olympics is Love…

    Treat New Friends As

    Old Friends Treat Old

    Friends As New

    Friends For

    Giving

    Thanks

    Giving

    Even

    In Their

    Silence And

    Depression As

    Only Both The

    Good Father
    And Mother

    Who

    Breathes

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    Yes Love Fearless For

    All Victory CarrieS on💫

    Today is My Mother’s

    Birthday Passing

    Away 3 Years Ago

    After Falling

    To Her Death

    Bed On Valentine’s

    Day in 2017

    This Gift

    This Love

    Yes This Flame

    This God No

    Noun

    Just

    Love

    So Let

    Nike Sell ‘The Shoes’

    Not The Company

    The Goddess

    Of Victory

    Love Still

    Breathing

    Or Returning

    Now to ‘See’

    Once Again Be i Am…🎁🦋

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      3. SMiLes Lona Thanks
        Again And Merry
        Christmas to
        You And All
        You LoVE NoW🎄
        Xmas Hanukkah
        Whatever
        Way
        You
        Travel
        With
        SMiLeS AGAiN
        Yes! in Olympic
        Style Love Events
        For
        Real
        For Giving
        Sharing Thanks
        Giving Always
        Free Yet
        Look
        At
        Me
        i’M
        Rambling
        Like A Hurricane

        Breeze

        Hehe😁So

        Free Just to

        Be i Am What

        i Am Love Best Free🍃

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