His Waving Light
"As the last prisms of ray fall upon the earth
Mary gives birth to a child that will save the world,
with His waving light. "
I can hear the angel voices softly singing in the manger tonight
and while the babe lies swaddled beneath a starry night
three cloaked men appear from the East carrying timeless gifts
such as lustrous gold, precious oils and aromatic Myrrh;
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2020
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