Christmas Chimes Snowflakes falling Snowdrifts crawling Across the terrain Of the outdoor domain. Angels singing Echoes ringing Reverberating on the walls Of icicle-embellished halls. The good news is proclaimed Of a holy birth In a year of old. The message spreads like a kindled flame Throughout the earth What was foretold. On Christmas day We celebrate The baby Who was born to save. The ringing chimes Shine like the lights That led wise men To find the babe. And in the same way, We today May find Him By the lights that shine. The Christmas lights And chiming sleighs Transport our souls To the divine. The secular does not exist. For everything points back to this: The splendor and the wonder Of a holy babe with human mother. Conceived by Love and purity. Humanity graced with Divinity. Golden bells and winter spice Remind us of the gifts bestowed on baby Christ And of the sacrifice Down the road That He became to pay the price. No eye has seen, no ear has heard That which lies beyond our death, But Christmas chimes are the watchword To anticipate with bated breath. Christmas songs and colors Speak of things that are to come. They remind us of our Lover And of our eternal home.
Merry Christmas!! 🎄🌟
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