Wednesday, December 28, 2011

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

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