I am listening to Native American music as I enjoy the Christmas cards that gathered here while I was gone. A beautiful silver reindeer gift was also delivered and is hosting ten round red candles. I am thinking of changing the candles as the year progresses and having an Easter Reindeer and a Fourth of July reindeer. Why do we put reindeer away? Certainly they prance in the north all year.
A dear friend included in his Christmas card some poems dedicated to his beloved partner and soul mate, a beautiful man who died two years ago.
I include one of the poems by John Magee.
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air ...
Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace,
Where never lark, or even eagle flew -
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.
- John Magee
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