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
An ideal love - The Word turning flesh  
in darkness  
dawns down
a light for the lost...
Indeed we are blessed!

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