Poem entitled "For This Day"
"In which everything is meant for you
And nothing need be explained"
Wallace Stevens
For this day, the sweet lowings, the brays,
the heavenly music are all for us. The world
brings us the presents we so richly deserve,
for are we not children of the Father?
For this day we sit on Mary's blue lap
at home with ox, ass, shepherd, king, angel
Yes, there is a Herod, but for this day
he rages off-stage in the empty city.
For this day, the trees are for us, and then,
"the whole wideness of the night."
Merry Christmas
thanks for passing that on, Suzy. ♥
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