Christmas Eve…a poem

by
Deanna Piercy

Stars pierce the fabric of the night sky
and steeple lights point the way.
Wrapped snug in velvet and wool
we come in anticipation…
and hope.

Gossamer angels reflect His glory
in windows arched toward heaven.
As music rises like a prayer
we drink in the patina of holiness…
and peace.

Bells ring out, glad carols are sung
of mangers, kings, and shepherds.
With bread and wine, and “thanks be to God!”
we celebrate His gift with humbleness…
and joy.

We share the Light one by one
’til all are lit by His glow.
Voices joined in heavenly peace,
we gaze upon a cross of sacrifice…
and love.

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