the spirits of giving and receiving

In the silence of the night

The Christmas tree lights

By the sliding doors

The night wind blowing

When the night is long gone

The shadowy lights from the sky

The whirring sound of outside influences

A dream shout in the quiet night

Maybe Santa Claus arrives

With his bags full of presents

Of the dreams of believing

Of life wishes every one hopes

Only the small girl

She waits for her Santa

In the world of her mind

She lives with the story

By the morning of Christmas Day
The sharing of presents exchange
The spirits of giving and receiving
It comes alive in this moment