SONG: Mary and Joe by Darryl Purpose
He could feel the cold coming on:
flurries of snow melted on his beard.
First his toes, fingers, climbing up his head,
numbness branched across his shoulders,
sagging under the burden.
First his toes, fingers, climbing up his head,
numbness branched across his shoulders,
sagging under the burden.
How many years would he be given with his son
to see the lilies of Capernaum bud, flower, wither,
die and be reborn under the unrelenting sun,
the steady flame by which his life had burned?
to see the lilies of Capernaum bud, flower, wither,
die and be reborn under the unrelenting sun,
the steady flame by which his life had burned?
He snapped dry twigs under his feet,
turned to his young bride, asleep on the floor--
after all the struggles, so beautiful by the hearth.
turned to his young bride, asleep on the floor--
after all the struggles, so beautiful by the hearth.
Calmly, he stoked the coals, and the embers
greeted his hands, his prayer with a promise
that this warmth, like peace, would live as long as his desire.
QUOTE: "The message of Christmas is that the visible material world is bound to the invisible spiritual world." ~ Author Unknown
greeted his hands, his prayer with a promise
that this warmth, like peace, would live as long as his desire.
QUOTE: "The message of Christmas is that the visible material world is bound to the invisible spiritual world." ~ Author Unknown
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