The pain of Christmastide
God Confined
Echos forever in Bethlehem skies
Creation touches mystery,
God became Man
Hope of human history
In fragile baby's hand
Man who walks with footprints
God who bleeds and cries
Man who speaks as Carpenter
God who suffers -- dies
One God commands eternity
Was bound in time and space
Now God of cross and gravestone
Now God with human face
(I was issued a challenge to write a poem on the concept of the theandric union, the concept that Jesus was both very God and very Man. I hope you like it.)
2 comments:
This poem is like a snowy day with all the people you love inside.
Nice work. Would you allow St. Pat's the privilege of hearing this on the last day of Epiphany? (Feb 6).
It is a privilege to know an artist such as you.
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