Sighing Night

They deck the halls And wistful sigh So much has gobbled Up the days The shopping list The cards sent out So slippery in The traffic’s maze. They hear the songs Of warm good will And feeble prayers For peace on earth But down inside They bungle still The festive fount That gives life worth. The manger and The wise men’s trek Mere images Within the blend And shepherds heed The angel songs Of Glory come In love for men. Too tired now To see Noel As marvelous And filled with Hope. The Day flits by The sparkle leaves Through one more Christ-less year They grope. Lord move with power And shake their eyes And hearts still cold To Mercy’s Plan. With revelation Lift their weights Enlighten to Your Son born man.