No angels, no trumpets
No marvelous light
A flickering candle
Amidst the cold night
A rickety shelter
A mind not at rest
A weary mother
A babe at her breast
A desperate whisper
Be it unto me
The wood of the manger
The wood of the tree
Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)
Image: Adoration of the Shepherds, by Caravaggio (1609)
marvelous poem!! thank-you!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Janet. Our priest talked about this painting during homily. It is very different from the Nativity we are used to, isn't it? I love it.
DeleteIt's amazing how you find simple words for complex ideas and feelings.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
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