Charity begins where interest ends,
Having little interest but in giving,
Removing self from self, that there be space
In which a much-loved guest might feel at home.
So might one find delight, though ravens rend
The unembroidered fabric of one's being:
Miracle of unrequited grace,
A wave of wonder welling up from stone,
Singing as it breaks of selfless grieving.

Merry X'mas to you and your man. And wish you have many more bags to come!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas Imp! Lots of love to you and all around you. From me and the girls.
ReplyDeletemerry xmas to you imp!!! keep writing and have a blessed year ahead!!
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ReplyDeletemerry christmas all!!!!
ReplyDeleteMerry Xmas! Hope you have a good one!
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