Christmas Triptych

12/3/20

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The tree is lit, but unadorned,

Vacancies all around,

Nooks and crannies to be filled

From tip top to the ground.

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Branches stretched out — green and yearning

For memories to wear.

It makes me miss you all the more

It's hard not to despair.

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Solstice Advent

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The longest night nears to a close —

The Son will be here, soon,

To drive the darkness from our hearts.

His love shines like the noon.

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The darkness cannot comprehend

The Light in all His glory.

He came; He died; He rose again,

Remains the greatest story.

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Nativity

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Bound by a cell of cells, You humbly came;

Your blood pulsed through Your veins like You designed.

Infinity had shrunk to human frame,

The revelation of a love divine.