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Hope

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As a part of my monthly art challenge I was asked to draw something with doves, lilies, Christmas berries and foliage.

Since 2020 hasn’t been the most harmonious or gentle of times, I used the doves to symbolise both hope and peace. I have used olive branches as some of the foliage, again to show the hope we have for next year but also in its form as a sign of victory.  The world is very much divided by politics and boundaries, and I hope with 2021, we begin to see peace come to many regions, but also the hope that the vaccines do deliver a victory against Covid-19. The lilies should be seen in their traditional symbolisation as rebirth rather than their Victorian interpretation, I hope 2021 is a rebirth of community, empathy and connectiveness.

While not entirely Christmassy, I am sure many people this Christmas, are hoping that next year will be a time of coming together (the dove in mid-flight coming back) and a return to the norm.

“We clap hands and welcome the Peace of Christmas.

We beckon this good season to wait a while with us.
We, Baptist and Buddhist, Methodist and Muslim, say come.
Peace.
Come and fill us and our world with your majesty.
We, the Jew and the Jainist, the Catholic and the Confucian,
Implore you, to stay a while with us.
So we may learn by your shimmering light
How to look beyond complexion and see community.

It is Christmas time, a halting of hate time.

On this platform of peace, we can create a language
To translate ourselves to ourselves and to each other.

At this Holy Instant, we celebrate the Birth of Jesus Christ
Into the great religions of the world.
We jubilate the precious advent of trust.
We shout with glorious tongues at the coming of hope.
All the earth’s tribes loosen their voices
To celebrate the promise of Peace.

We, Angels and Mortals, Believers and Non-Believers,
Look heavenward and speak the word aloud.
Peace. We look at our world and speak the word aloud.
Peace. We look at each other, then into ourselves
And we say without shyness or apology or hesitation.

Peace, My Brother.
Peace, My Sister.
Peace, My Soul.”

A Christmas Poem by Maya Angelou

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