SACRED NIGHT
by Marie Elena
In Bethlehem, did silent snow
fall soft upon a crèche,
that holy night when star aglow
announced God in the Flesh?
Although the chances may be slim
snow graced the Christ child’s birth,
it oft adorns Yule’s art and hymn,
as we fête Peace on Earth.
Perhaps it speaks of Spotless Lamb,
on silent, holy night —
Redeeming Gift of Great I Am,
reflecting Love’s Pure Light.
And though I may project snow dreams
on this most sacred eve,
I honor Babe whose love-light beams –
this One whom I believe.
© Marie Elena Good, 2018
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Beautiful, Elena. 🙂
Thank you so much!
You’ve done it again, Marie. This is lovely and, yes, a blessing to read.
Thank you David! (Missing you and your lovely wife, btw. ❤ )
Gorgeous. A blessing to read.
Thank you so much. I’m glad it blessed you.