Christmas Night

Night has stretched its star filled blanket over the little town of Bethlehem Crickets singing in harmony, orchestrated by the breeze, rustling wheat stems Shepherds are watching over their flocks Captivated by the beauty of the full moon when there is no cloud Town is vibrant with visitors from near and far Kids are playing tags in the alleys built of clay mud walls Mothers are humming sweet Hebrew lullabies Missing their own cribs, babies will just cry Pain has been excruciating not lessening my joy Of seeing the promised one, my very own boy Joseph has been knocking at every and each door They offer no care but shrugging shoulders and snubbing ignore The time is near and I just picture the mansion I would want for the birth of Emanuel, the very blessed Son Where are my many servants to wrap him in silk To anoint him with the best fragrant emulsion elite I wish I had a feather filled bed cushion, a wooly sheep skin; as soft as the angel who once paid me a short visit I wish I could prepare a comfortable bedding for my precious Jesus magnificent coming Oh my Jehovah, the pain has increased Where I am going to deliver your prince? Look! Joseph is pulling our ride inside At last, I no longer will be giving birth under the staring eyes Joseph come help me, bring me some hay Don’t worry about dusty floors, I really need to lay Bring me the manger and a piece of dry cloth As I was wrapping him, didn’t he open his beautiful black eyes? God, how I wonder in your awesome ways I am a mother who worships his son You blessed my life with the curse undone You are the splendid king who has always won Thank you my Father, for promise fulfilled For my very own eyes to see the Son of God unveiled! November 19, 2015 Written for Christmas with Christ - Poetry Contest