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The Gift
Sweet warmth settles
Heaven's hearth
the holy humbled
to descend on men
of dirty hands
those of us in sullied robes
*Some wise men still hope*
A seedy stable - soiled
cattle chew and croon
under the crisp Bethlehem moon
mooing amid Mary's toil
earthy hymns herald
the birth of this boy
*Good tidings abide with joy*
The scanty shanty sings
a sanctum - scantioned
for tender filled prophecies
gracing our mundane in glorious qualities
*Righteousness gifted to all who believe*
Peace parceled to hearts
swaddled in thanks for our Savior
imparted
An ideal love - The Word turning flesh
in darkness
dawns down
a light for the lost...
Indeed we are blessed!
Published 20th Nov 2017
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20th Nov 2017 4:15pm
I'm sensing the holiday spirit has taken ahold you of you for the holidays.
"descend on men
of dirty hands
those of us in sullied robes" - good visual here
"A seedy stable - soiled " gross and funny
"The scanty shanty sings
a sanctum - scantioned
for tender filled prophecies
gracing our mundane in glorious qualities " - i love the play on words in this stanza
you definitely took me to the manager in this piece
i have a warm feeling in my heart
" And what happened, then? Well, in Whoville they say - that the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day. And then - the true meaning of Christmas came through, and the Grinch found the strength of *ten* Grinches, plus two"
thank you for this inspiring write AtoMik
"descend on men
of dirty hands
those of us in sullied robes" - good visual here
"A seedy stable - soiled " gross and funny
"The scanty shanty sings
a sanctum - scantioned
for tender filled prophecies
gracing our mundane in glorious qualities " - i love the play on words in this stanza
you definitely took me to the manager in this piece
i have a warm feeling in my heart
" And what happened, then? Well, in Whoville they say - that the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day. And then - the true meaning of Christmas came through, and the Grinch found the strength of *ten* Grinches, plus two"
thank you for this inspiring write AtoMik
20th Nov 2017 8:27pm
Thank you! I struggle to enjoy Christmas through the morass of consumerism and stress each year. I don't feel the pressure *quite* yet (probably after thanksgiving) so I wanted to write something to help process it.
