Christmas is the tree of life’s fruit,
of souls lost and saved.
It’s the light Jesus craved
within his mother’s womb.
From his fingertips and lips
its healing hope flowed.
Love Divine filled those who hid
praying in fear and hope.
This Spirit longs to kiss each soul,
make every blessing known.
The advent of Love melts hearts frozen
to beat with the One from whom we come.
absolutely beautiful!!! thanks brother bill