the visitor 🕯 🕯

~ A Christmas Parable ~

A candle in the window burns in the Eve, as I
knock faintly then turn to leave, when a handle begins

to turn and a voice invites me in, guiding me
through a hallway dark and dim, there are
pictures on the wall almost as if they are of me
from a small child to a girl who is now grown
and tall 🕯

Another door opens slowly, and as I peer in

there is a room so grand with an hour glass of
of passing sand. A chair sits in the middle and I
take a seat, as a kind gentle Man beckons me to
come with a candle in his hand, explaining to me

“When you were weary and could not find your
way, your path was dark and you were sure you
were lost, your candle with only a flickering flame
I was always there to lead you” –
” TO REMIND YOU ON THIS CHRISTMAS DAY” 🕯