Christmas
I dream of crucifixes
tonight.
And each one is
painfully inspired.
And Bread of Joy
rises
at dough bowls.
The time has come
for the Limit.
The stars are coming down
in a golden halo.
And the mystery
embraces us from above.
The past was once.
And today
heavenly bread
sends us
The Throne.
Rozalia Aleksandrova
Author
Bulgaria
