Tis The Season

This is the season, isn't it to be Merry and Jolly in the land of the living. To "Mingles" around the world, today, tomorrow, yesterday is a time to be merry and jolly. And though you as I, have not found that special one, the one that is there may be special anyway.
They say tis the season for loneliness of love ones gone, accomplishments unfulfilled. Gifts to those loved and those unloved, visits to family and friends and love ones. Parties, parties and every shape and form one could imagine. A time for reflection of things past and present, a kind of rejoicing over those situation that are and are not.
May we find relief and joy in the things that are and cast no stones for the things that are not. May love and the thought of unadulterated love consume the existence of mankind in the most precious time. When daily there is much merry, fun, and frolic in this life. But we shall as always put it off for this is the season.
Oh love, let love rein in my mortal body during this day and this season. May I and you not hurry love for its unrequited promise of fulfillment and relief. May it not grieve you but become your blanket for the joy and pain it brings. May also your day and night be drapped in peace and safety, as it should always be.

Smote Be!