Icy winds -
Wreaths of breath,
Nature moans this natal eve.
Kittens press against the cat – pooling heat.
The world sinking - in despair.
Frozen minds wait the fate of night,
As shepherds watch flocks for sacrifice.
Suddenly, dazzled eyes gaze where an angel stands.
Shepherds are en-wrapped in a mantle of light,
While they hear a not thought of announcement.
Their awe and fears were hushed into a calm delight,
When angelic hymns fell on mortal ears.
The hymns ceased.
Light faded from the sky.
The shepherds were alone.
But the angelic message remained.
A light led their path to a newborn Infant.
The earth's poor; haunted by fear.
The message came into our ceaseless need.
Christ – the Holy One is here!
Quihadi
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Prompt: Give me your best take on the day Jesus was born. Please no more than 20 lines.
Verse: Luke 2:8-20
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