You age but do never weary--
Are you man or Elf? Magic itself?
Alone in the cold year after year
Making gifts from the dreams that drift
Seen and unseen from hearts evergreen.
Giver of gifts from hearts that dream.
Alone in the cold year after year
Neither man nor elf nor magic itself
But all at once and one and all and everywhere;
We call you by name and you know our hope.
Alone in the cold, you know our hope.

Weekend Snapshot