Discover the beauty of life through the poetic lens of Ruth Desjardins
filling me with a wonderful joy
that does not leave me
with the passing of Christmas,
but remains ever inside me,
a spark that will flare
and fill me with warmth throughout the year
Astride a mighty mountaintop–
Like standing in the air,
Feeling sun upon my skin
And wind that blows my hair.
He wanted to be admired
And chased for what he was
He wanted to dazzle the people.
He wanted the world’s applause.