For the holiday season ~~~

Satisfaction, like the sea, is tidal.

Each day, each week, each month it comes and goes.

Along the heart's shore, feeling's never idle,

Singing across sand in tidal flows.

One's happiness is much more like the sun,

Not influenced by currents, winds, or moon,

Self-energized, a power plant of one,

Giving light that others need to bloom.

Remember, in this season of desire,

Every moment you are free to love,

Enveloping your fortune in your fire,

That all life's beauty might within you move.

In each of us there is an unspent yearning,

Needing, wanting, wishing, turning, churning.

Gladness may be seasonal, but grace

Sings its song outside of time and place.