MY CHRISTMAS WISH
Reading edition
A happy Christmas? Nay, far more shall be My wish for you. I know how happiness Flits in and out of our poor human lives, Even as humming birds flit in and out The upturned lily’s cup, or April’s sunshine Pierces through the clouds only to vanish. I own her magic touch, for she has been My guest, and she wrought many a miracle. I mind how she transformed the common things Of life, and how she flung a glory o’er The future, till my dreams of paradise Seemed all fulfilled. After the storm of battle Cometh peace. Since I have heard her voice, And felt the touch of her soft wings upon My troubled spirit, I have ceased to pray For happiness’ return, but I await Her coming—grateful if she rarely come And briefly stay. And so my wish for you Shall be my high’st prayer, that peace, God’s peace, May enter through the portals of your life, And there abide, your guest, forevermore.