Thoughts popping like popcorn upon a field of snow, lying
on top of it's sparkling diamonds, glittering in the sun-
light on a cold winter evening.
A spectacular sight, encompassing mind, intellect and spirit
in this extraordinary Christmas season, rhythms penetrating
interiorly, illuminating the spirit of everyone here tonight.
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