Sunday, December 21, 2008

In This Little Birth

In this little birth –

stooped of flesh and blood

and pierced of night’s long lack –

death is overcome, dark is overthrown,

that we may wake to life and light

and know the dawn of Child-sprung joy.

3 comments:

Suz. said...

am smiling.
like your poem.
alot!

Laurel said...

Thoughtful as always Greg. I loved the last post as well and found it personally helpful as I am occasionally called upon in my foreign context to address some of the very issues you raise.

Merry merry Christmas to you!

Wanda said...

Hi ~~ I came over from Suz's blog and this is truly a wonderful poem that tells the story in a few powerful words.

I'll be back to read more....

Merry Christmas
Wanda from Brushstrokes