You look upon another
And see naught but a face
Or perhaps a body shape
Or perhaps the race.
But these are all just markers—
Indicators of a type,
Like the difference ‘tween a horse’s hair
And a zebra’s dark, black stripe.
Inside is where to look, my friend,
To know the person true.
Beyond the face and body
Each one is just like you.
Be as a blind man—close your eyes
And see all with your heart.
Judge not by what you see outside
For it’s then you feel apart.
See with the spirit—it lies not.
It cuts right to the chase.
It knows that love is what is true,
Beyond the nationality and race.
On this day in which you celebrate
The one who truly knew of love,
Seek to find the common bond
Which Jesus did speak of.
It’s God that does unite you,
For as God you were created.
And his kingdom lies within you,
As his son so clearly stated.
Celebrate his birth with happiness
And joy forever more.
Judge not, but love as Jesus did
And from God’s cup the love will pour.