May we remember that
Every year there are
Rays of bright light and
Rot of dark despair.
Yule holds both and all.
Change impels the choice;
Happy and harmful vie to
Rule your heart and mind.
Invoked as the focus, either
Spreads and affects all –
Thieving joy that could be or
Manufacturing more from little.
Again and again or for the first,
Shall you bear, bow, or build?
twytte 
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