Peace and magic

by Megan on Saturday, December 24th, 2016 1 Comment

In the bustle of expectations, car traffic, cart traffic, children’s tantrums, and an abundance of good food and company, I wait for that magical moment tonight when the house goes perfectly quiet.

In that moment, I will think of a poem I wrote in college about a busy mountain pass shutting down in a snow storm. I don’t know that I could even find that poem if I tried, but the last two lines have always stayed with me.

Still and silent
The mountains breathe

To me, these words exactly embody the eternal peace that is Christmas.

And even though I live in Southern California and the closest we’ll ever get to a white Christmas is a little bit of rain, tonight, my mind will be in the mountains.

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1 thought on “Peace and magic”

  1. Peggy says:

    “Still and silent
    The mountains breathe”

    Megan – what a profound statement. Wish you could find the poem you wrote and publish it so we could read it.

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