The Appearance of Love
Picture the night long ago
where restive skies erupt in hymns of light
for a moment as Gloria's wonder-spell
must unknot the tongues of luminaries
gazing long across lean years
to one Judean stable
simply borrowed for the gift received
by lowing calves and lowly hands,
promise-led this pensive eve.
The most lucid Word still speaks for those
who listen, knowing good will was born
not for loss or hoard in selfish form,
but for wretch to pilgrim to child of God—
these fruitful hearts moved by the plea
announce the Age of Jubilee!
Picture the night long ago
where restive skies erupt in hymns of light
for a moment as Gloria's wonder-spell
must unknot the tongues of luminaries
gazing long across lean years
to one Judean stable
simply borrowed for the gift received
by lowing calves and lowly hands,
promise-led this pensive eve.
The most lucid Word still speaks for those
who listen, knowing good will was born
not for loss or hoard in selfish form,
but for wretch to pilgrim to child of God—
these fruitful hearts moved by the plea
announce the Age of Jubilee!