This fullness of our Christmas
sin-called need spread darker
than night sky over Judean desert
there...as again shines every body’s
death unto birth star-child become eternal
each man/woman/child of all sorrows
marked by Heaven's laser light:
angels awed, shepherds awed, mary/joseph, as
those wiser men than we, even stray sheep, adoring
her straw delivered womb-child.
Chaos & Mystery turning toward Bethlehem’s
Universe...collapsed ever inward
toward His only to be crushed love choice.
Still, still, again, calling rejoice, rejoice.