Shine
late on the night preceding Christmas Day
I glimpsed a ghostly shimmer on the snow
and though the moon was shining in its way
'twas something more compelling in this glow
deep in it, I could see the course of years
the strains and pains of humankind, thereof
to search the dearer christening of tears
and change the flow of time to render love
my eyes were sore afraid at such a sight
and so, too, in my heart there grew a doubt
and yet, the beautied power of such light
had placed its peace within me, and without
for there, above - redemption from afar -
the grace of heaven, shining … from a star.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, December 25, 2022
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2023
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