Oh, when the pressure is on to be on
we wake into mornings of indecision.
Wondrous life are we being put upon
imagining peace to be our passion.
So many hearts and souls to care about,
where are new lines drawn, below or above
for ’tis the season to offer devout
compassion for those eyes that we may love.
Shower fearful worlds with material
that covets the take away society
until finally we may sleep restful
less caught in holiday anxiety.
For now see the blues and take a chance
to simply love and practice elegance