Friday, December 24, 2010

Away in a Manger

Little Lord of nothing now–
yours were swirling star streams,
yours the secret flame of bursting bud,
the too-full laughter of the Trinity.

Cry rough cloth, clinging cold,
cry new need,
cry aching inadequacy of

Merry Christmas

1 comment:

Gabriela said...

Absolutely adorable! :)


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