It's quiet now.
The celebration is finished.
The presents are opened.
The dinner is eaten.
The dishes are clean.
The children are sleeping.
The family has gone home.
Now,
in the quiet of the evening,
peace envelopes this space
flowing like a gentle hymn through the cold, night air
Touching and covering
this simple place
landing like quiet snowflakes on my tongue,
a host to be consumed
then integrated into my heart and soul.
Peace
Beautiful!
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