Poem for Christmas
John Paul Minarik
Christmas is a special time
to reflect, share, rejoice.
Can a poem express
the sense of wonder
at the mystery and magic
of the Christmas season?
Snowflakes are poems.
Longfellow said snowflakes
Are “the poem of the air.”
Francis Thompson said snowflakes
say “God was my shaper.”
Boris Pasternak said snowflakes
are “storm’s white stars.”
Has everything been said
that can be said
about Christmas?
Catch a snowflake
in your open hand.
Listen to your heart,
and say nothing more.
