Xmas Eve


Midnight, and the inventory of several big box stores

is stuffed into a host of oversize hose

Laid silently, personally on the couch.


Awaiting discovery by wondering eyes

Experiencing a moment,

marking personal worth, affirmation.


Quiet slips over us to lie a fog

Undisturbed

til morning leaks into the sky


How silently, how silently

The wondrous gift is given . . .

 © Philip Knight 2018