passing light
a virgin’s assent
saves us all
What better effort
from the heart can we expect?
The last light of the shortest day casts a pallid orange across an empty sky. Caesar’s decree ensures that a speck of a city like Bethlehem will quickly overflow. The carpenter that leads a donkey laden with his pregnant bethrothed will find no shelter at any inn–even as her time comes.
falling night
ascending celestials
carol the first noel
afield shepherds lay prostrate
And what else could one expect?
The stars emerge–one brightest of all. A mother gives birth to her son. A king of kings holds court in a cave sheltering herd animals. His courtiers: stricken shepherds, enraptured by the canticles of Angels.
What are we to make of this?
In the heart of darkness, the Light of the world is born. Even in the heart of our darkness, a Light awaits.
Never forget. Never lose hope.
rising star
the faith that inspires
an unearthly cheer
the all-consuming darkness
turned away by the Light
for Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt: Settingย #writephoto
Colleen’s COLLEENโS WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGES NO. 114, 115, & 116ย #SYNONYMSONLY
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