Yesterday cold and rainy but sunny And clear today the weather is funny Something in the air neither here nor there Handel's Messiah on the BBC Winter sunbeam through the window to me And in the dance of its light I wonder To see the phoenix spoken by thunder Whispering here winkingly appear as A visitation of another kind Sunbeam through the window find me Fall and all before behind me Being revealing to me as it has Within the grin the skull beneath the skin Embraces under the faces of those Like me of we who see alike who chose Through hope in spite of everything to find The wonders waiting underneath the snow Of fate to bloom for us who care to know What we have known was sown there long ago Where you and I being alike agree After awhile to see it as a smile Through open minds who dare to go behind The mask to ask to be or not to be Beyond the door to what we came here for Sunbeam through the door I enter At the solstice of my winter +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIII