Can one still dream of a white Christmas if the celebration is to happen on Mars?
 

We celebrate Christmas Twice a Martian year To preserve a bond with a Planet of origin That is no longer our home. We meet in the Little Red Church of the Valles, A natural red-rock structure That formed long before The first Christmas on Earth. Holding space-suited hands We give thanks For the wonders of the universe We have discovered And those we cannot yet imagine