Christmas 2018

It came out of the longest night

When we were full of fear

Riding flame and feathers out of

The dark end of the year.


It could have come with fury, come

Down like a hammer blow

But it came in like a carol

And landed like the snow.


It could have come bearing judgment

The sword upon the wing

But it came instead with music,

And news that made it sing:


That our weeping was not wasted

That all our cries were heard

That the wandering of our planet

Had been towards somewhere good.


That the oldest war was ending,

The dreams were coming true

Of peace between earth and heaven,

Peace between God and you.

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