I celebrate with all today His birth,
And pray throughout these hours with those I love.
Myself, as humbled giving thanks, I feel,
Although He floateth not, I fear, above.
And true, I more am thankful of my worth;
For know such warmth as loved ones for me pray,
And bid Him all our spirits, pray, to heal,
Especially upon this Holy day.
Ye wretched, leave us pray for peace on Earth,
And contemplate your mirror’s twisted view,
Then hope, and change, or enmity conceal;
Be thankful that my loved ones pray for you.
For though I yet believe no God to be,
So also do I not believe in ye.
Beautiful, my dear. Good clarity ~~ I like the way you worded the parts of the piece.
You do know.
These things are long thought out, as you well know, my sweetest!
Indeed I do!
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