Nov 29, 2015, 1st Sunday of Advent

 CHRIST’S NATIVITY

A Poem by Pastor Chico Martin

 

Chaste Joseph, betrothed to a virgin,

summoned the timely midwife

and heard the just born cry.

 

His bewildered mind,

straightened by dream

then warped once more in darkness,

struggled with wily doubt,

 

even as the light of day,

its radiance renewed,

brightened affliction.

 

At the hill’s wide mouth,

shepherds and animals crowded close

to glimpse the burial-clad child

who has known everything;

 

the slightest of his moves

turns upside down the world

his silenced prophets wander.

 

Respectful Joseph sits apart,

senses the reclining mother

turn with tender thought

her face toward him,

 

and hears

the festive busyness pitch sound

at pleasing intervals.

 

Freshly fragrant air

joins the chorus of praise

invisible attendants deliver.

 

Twelve days distant, magi,

led by a new made star,

move out from partial guidance,

as Joseph, defender of virginity,

leaves dejection for joy,

 

observing the midwife,

perplexed by easeful birth,

wash the stainless infant,

likeness unto himself.

 

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