Our world weighed down with
The world enveloped
in
darkness
sighs with relief
when
the
Light of Heaven
is born.
Heaven reaches down
and
touches the stable where
the sounds of a crying Babe
pierce the night,
and the whispers of soft feet
shuffle in the darkness
to soothe and comfort
Him.
The Father looks at the
Son
and
smiles.
It is Good.
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