On the Fourth Day of Christmas . . .

Of Course a Child

Of course a child, low, begotten grace

in cattle straw, naked, small, our sole reprieve.
And then, a child again, to recognize His face,
to watch for stars, hear angels, and believe.
Humbled be, as humbled He, heaven’s happy choice.
Awaken wonder. Hope anew. To manger, run. Rejoice!
                                                                  T. Silva, Dec. 2011