Friday, December 5, 2008


I am the Christmas Spirit
That comes with the start of December
A winter solstice spell, perhaps,
When people forget to remember --
The drab realities of fact,
The cherished hurt of ancient wrongs,
The lonely comfort of being deaf
To human sighs and angel's songs.
Suddenly, they lose their minds
To heart's demands and beauty's grace;
And deeds extravagant with love
Give glory to the commonplace.
--Antony F. Perrino


mermaid musings said...

you have the coolest images for all occassions!
hugs mermaid Julie!

Sia said...

What a lovely poem. Thank you for sharing that.


Diana said...

Hi Julie, that's a fun poem. magical.

Leanne said...

fab poem Julie! I like that.

leanne x

Annie said...

How special this is Julie. Just love the image and the words. I also especially like the soft teal green of your site. Lovely choice for Christmas. Traditional but uncommon.

Sharon said...

Beautiful image and poem!

gemma said...

This is beautiful Julie,
So glad she does come... especially on years when we think she won't.
Sending love to you dear Julie
Keep warm!!!

Pieceful Afternoon said...

Especially touching - thank you!

PEA said...

I loved this poem, Julie, thank you so much for sharing it! I'm taking a day off from all my Christmas preparations and doing nothing but visiting blog friends...been much too long since I've visited everyone. Hope your weekend is a fabulous one:-) xoxo

Anonymous said...

What a wonderful poem!
Thank you for sharing :o)


lila said...

What a perfect poem for the season!
Hugs and smiles!

Shopgirl said...

You really know how to bring in the season.....Love the Poem and the graphic. Big Hugs, Mary

miss*R said...

I hope you are feeling sunnier today Julie ~ I have been sending you sunshine from my heart... slowly catching up after my time away with Soul Coaching.. xo

Utah Grammie said...

Beautiful and the image is awesome - thanks for always have the exact thing I need on the exact day I need it!

LW said...

Love your childhood Christmas story…
I bet you say that poem every year.
I sang with two others “What child is this” in a school pageant.
And I still sing it today, I cannot sing and that is the only song that I can
almost pull off. Although it does sound a little worse each year…


Anonymous said...

wonderful poem and isn't she just beautiful, she reminds me of Mother earth