Secular Celebrations Seem So Spare

Music: Fugue in Eb Minor. By Dimitri Shostakovich.  Sequenced by J. Marques.

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Secular celebrations seem so spare, Even with religious ancestry, As though the brick beneath what had been there Stood unadorned where stuccoed grace should be. Old prayers and praises now sound insincere, No longer fitting where but reason reigns. 'Tis the season, nonetheless, for cheer; Scoured of mystery, mystique remains. God aside, the dark still turns towards light; Revolving Earth still tilts into the sun; Each gift of breath still fills one with delight; Each child is still all being new begun. The miracles one celebrates are questions Implying answers too remote to know. Nor need one not have faith in the directions Given those whose fate it is to go Step by careful step towards what is so.