Here’s a poem I started on Instagram the other day, and continued. Seeing as it’s now Christmas Eve, it seems like a good moment to post it.
So Strange The Glitter of Love
So strange the glitter of love in a starlit cradle
When hope burst through the veil
Where you and I meet at the stable
Love will never fail
So sweet the sound of joy from open skies
When shattered was the night
And all the world before us lies
Waiting for the light
So still the fragrance of myrrh in Bethlehem
Where infant life was found
Where you and I should kneel with men
As wisdom takes to ground
So strange the glitter of love in that starlit cradle
Such wonder and such pain
Where you and I meet at the stable
Love will know His name
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