Christmaspoem

come to me, christ.. walking together.. on the rivers of sky.. on the light wings.. of loving angels.. on the compassionate wind.. dancing around hearts warmth.. on the peace, holding the sun.. to give all that beautiful.. and gracious light.. on the colours of those hearts.. willingly chose to be horizons.. and rainbows.. at the very moments.. of their sincere love.. on the sacred light.. that sun and stars.. have never known.. on the sound of swallows.. when they're humble.. passing by.. the scent of saint mary.. mixed with dew, dust.. and olive leaves.. in jerusalem.. come to me, christ.. to bless all humans.. by the heart's power.. by it's infinite belief.. and make them all.. at the very same time.. santa clause.. of wishes.. and love..