These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Curtain Closes

The curtain closes on the play
of tree with presents, gifts, and such.
The darkness fears the Light of Day,
and cheers the closing curtain much.

Yet, note the curtain of the room,
most holy in the temple there.
Salvation in the heart did bloom
through the Master's Loving Care.

Now, Christmas Day has come and gone.
The world returns to its often norm.
When will our lives see lasting Dawn,
that lifts us from Earth's often storms?

As the curtain closes, lights go up,
while the orchestra still plays its tune.
Please, share with me a gentle cup,
until I hie my bed real soon.

The new year comes when trudge we days,
and months of working through the year.
The calendar knows other plays
before the new Christmas play shines clear.

What doeth men without the Name
of Christ to birth the greatest Self?
Will ever man bear all his blame
when Darkness puts him on the shelf?

Nativity is still The Truth
when the curtain closes on the Day.
Obedient Jesus from His youth
is still The Best of all to say.

by Jay O’Toole
on December 26th, 2023