Peace on earth?
Peace on planet three?
That's something we'd
all like to see.

But,
how could that be?
when human hearts
lie dormant in their
own early winter,
and faith itself is
hibernating.

Frozen hearts dream
of killing, imagine that
their twisted rage is key
to God's eternal presence
when a heart filled with
hate has no room,
no more room than
the inn in Bethlehem.

Have we chosen?
To be like them
frozen? Compassion
dead, justice dying
in a world of hungry
children crying.
Why can't we see
beyond our hardened
certainties