Creche: Twelve Night

A sudden manifest Divinity.
The light that the Magi followed through auld lang syne to old Christmas.
Revealing that Spirit frenched open our Hearts and hollowed
Itself there.

Holied all Folx.
The Child, now barely aware of His primary purpose,
the gifts of all Creation at his feet finally is
Quiet.
Mother Mary, amazed for the second time since He kicked at Elizabeth’s Song.
Joseph now fully believes the faithfulness of his
Beloved.

The Donkey munches happily,
smiling at the simple foolishness of humans.
While the Innkeeper
takes down the ‘Wanted Man’ signs.

 
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