December 25

This story of Jesus is for some.

For others, it's the man down the street,
standing in the doorframe of his open door,
in the green bathrobe and brown slippers
(no socks on hairy legs), with a cigarette in one hand
and a mug in the other, nodding blissfully
to some inaudible music, possibly thinking
of Christmas -- and quite possibly not thinking
of anything,

that's sacred, on this (or any other) December day.