The presents are gone
But we didn’t speak of Jesus
The Word became flesh
And I think we forgot.
The number of dead
That weigh on my soul
None of them have come
None of them died and rose.
But heavy my heart
With grief and pain
Forgive me my blindness
That keeps me from joy.
“Good tidings,” they said
Listen my heart
Despite the decades of pain
Please be still and believe.
A Soul's Walk 
I love it!!! Reflection.. Something we often forget to do
Teddyhillz,
As always, we can start now- despite how overdue and late we may feel.
-Soul Walker
True… Its never to late to start the journey of a good life
Beautiful words.
Silentlyheardonce,
Thank you. We all need more beauty in our lives. And we need to notice it is there.
-Soul Walker
Yes, it’s a tragedy when we miss it, when we miss Him.