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Sunday, December 21, 2008


Keep These Things



The gifts were many, each a treasure
Some of wealth, more of the heart.

The greetings robust, yet hushed
And filled with awe.

The star shimmered still, even
As morning neared.

Her body drained, Mary sighed, breathing in scents
Of pungent hay, and sheep, and donkey.
Her pulse quickened again at the wonder—
Her new son, her Jesus, who would be Lord.

She knew the Scriptures and held them dear.

Her stomach clenched, overwhelmed at being chosen.
Her, a common girl, not worthy, not ready.

The baby fussed, and Mary hugged Him to her chest. A breeze
Tickled the hairs on her arm, and she smiled.
She thought of the Angel’s words, the shepherd’s words.
The voices lifted in praise.

Mary kept all these things, pondering them in her heart.
She held them dear.



The Christmas Candle




A single flame flickers, alone in the silence
Wax drips like lace down all sides
No one watches, but like the greatest star
Which ever rose, it is a
Flicker of light, flicker of hope.

Those in darkness have seen great light,
The flame leaps with joy, and sways silently,
no sound in the night, and like the greatest star
which ever rose, it is a
Flicker of light, flicker of hope.

The children clutch white candles,
Casting pinpricks of light like stardust
In the land, sprinkled on all men from the greatest star
Which ever rose.
Flickers of light, flickers of hope.

Across the globe the candles shine
Their flames bow and praise the Great News.
They light the sky, they light the sanctuaries as they wait
And watch for the greatest start which ever rose.
Flickering with light, flickering with hope.



I wrote these poems last year but thought I'd share them again. Merry Christmas!

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