WINTER WISHES

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WINTER WISHES

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May your burdens be buoyant

So that they might float away on the River of Time

Once you can let go of them

May you build a bulwark within yourself

A destination in your innermost mind

So sacred the Devil dare not follow

A bastion made of the stumbling blocks

And the sharp stones thrown in carelessness or cruelty

By the thoughtless and heartless

May your heart and will be unbreakable

Resilient, pure

A guiding star, shining like a beacon

Lighting your tender path through meadows of peace

While songbirds sing about every good positive thing you have done

And will do, come what may.

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