Imperceptible Holy Day

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The slow day of a holiday, restful

but stressful for the responsible.

Dire gathering in days prior of presence

and presents are required.

The gift of plates full of feasts,

often a finale sitting at the end table.

The babies and ladies of tradition

swoon as men swagger in swath.

In a family of rendition, members

know to clean their plates.

The written tablet of customs,

joint in characteristics for God.

Adult fellowship in reserved remarks

of the Cross, as babies crawl across

the floor of the converted by

revolutionary revelations acquired from loss.

Shifting votes in transient silence

as the Lord and world quilters off balance.

The complexity of dexterity,

in regards to the nationals for today,

sits at a dinner with the familiar,

for family is what they made and gave.

The rising cups’ ovation, high above in praise

for the safe return for a better way.

Civility supposes if a neighbor, is a stranger

the hand reaches out to shake them.

If the corner is an owner of the children’s

propensity for order, then circumvent

and circumspect to give them what they think,

fairness plus equality in level distribution.

A person in fashion returns to compound

the passion of early youthful beginnings.

Praise, grace and gratitude creates

and challenges attitudes for traditions,

in alias as holidays reveal nooks in hearts

of origin, all sit still for quick momentum.

For now, for this day is restful to peaceful

while we speak of humane space and humanity.

Give thanks for the highest and the mighty

for devoted spirits to greet in solidarity.

Gratitude for the good in mankind as

the hands reach to touch cultivated dualities.

Photo courtesy:
http://www.severnaparkumc.org/Worship/prayer_praise.htm