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Yellow As Honey

Yellow As Honey : Mary’s Song

Yellow as honey the bright stars shine
Down upon this babe of mine.
The folds that now around him twine
Are the colour of deep red wine.

Deep red wine?  Or is it blood?
Dark thoughts threaten to intrude
On joy and peace that here infuse
This simple space of stable rude.

Hear how in heav’n the angels sing
With harp and flute and mandoline.
They sing of God’s great love divine
For Man and for this child of mine

Who He has sent Man to redeem.
Can this be real or just a dream?
No dream, I think, for safe and warm
Lies here this child who’s just been born.

So banish darkling thoughts and shadows
Of future woes and future sorrows
And sing with me sweet songs, all-hallowed,
For this child’s life and the World’s tomorrows.


Hilary Minor
Guildford,
July 2011

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Beata Agustin

Date: 7/19/2023 7:07:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.