The Light of Nativity

Placed 8th in : No. 1264 New Poem Only Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand The Light Of Nativity A bright star was born in the sky On the night of Nativity Dazzling viewers` eyes up so high At Bethlehem with piety; The resplendent light spread wide and far Heralding birth of the Lord`s Son And brightened hearts of man afar For many predestined reasons; A small babe laid in the manger Revived the delight of shepherds The pure joy of Virgin Mother And of learned men there gathered; The Saviour was born on that night Amidst the snow-capped Holy Ground Sublimed by the shining starlight Where Christendom sprouted around; With wreaths of peace and piety The Lord`s unique and Only Son As symbol of divinity Was greeted amidst the season; Hailed by the chimes of the divine bells Amidst the tunes of sublime hymns The Messiah was to foretell Godly changes in space and time; The Saviour was born on that night To lead His shepherds to the shed To brighten their life with true light Away from dull darkness, instead; The Divine Son of the Lord Was visited by distant kings And learned priests who did afford Gems of sublime missives to bring; Over time the Lord`s Son dished Words Of love and peace to His Shepherds Divine words to nourish the soul And make a man a human whole; He uttered words of piety To relish deep fraternity In the midst of calm unity From mouth of His Divinity; He taught words of sincerity Gushing from His own purity With sublime stories to His shepherds Who hailed them as gems of rewards; He fanned the gem of faith and trust Of shepherds in the Trinity In His Father`s Grace as a must And in human true dignity; In time by some traitor`s slant voice He was betrayed in torpid noise And nailed on cross from head to toes Amid the din of pensive woes; Yet with heart of a divine dove And woeful whispers of true love He did forgive the sinful hands Who nailed a divine living Man; Shepherds and the smitten Mother Grieved the death of His Only Son While onlookers vied with pleasure The burial in a warm season; Yet on the morn of Easter Day The stone cover of the grave Was found rolled away on the way And none the dust and bones could save; The Lord`s Son had flown to Heaven Where rests His Soul all again To watch shepherds from His Mansion In peace human life to sustain; On divine Nativity day Let`s chant hymns of his divine fame Let`s us mark it as a special day And honour His godly name.