The burden is not great,
though the journey is long.
The time passes slowly
accompanied only by her sweet song.
We arrive at a dwelling,
but no room can be found.
We find space in a stable
where I, with the other animals, bow down
I see Joseph embrace Mary,
and dance with shout of joy,
for he knows the destiny,
of that baby boy.
[line count: 12]
Prompt: Write a short poem (3 - 12 lines) using "anything" or "any character" you choose from the Scriptures.
"The Lighthouse Poetry Contest" Lighthouse Poetry Contest, March 2018
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