Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Twelfth Night Gift

Quiet night—delight!
Winter cold—so bold!
Mother sighs—baby cries;
On earth—another birth.

Bless, oh bless this sacred event!

Every child is born
to become the anonymous
and unknowing,
yet infinitely compassionate
savior of at least one other.

Celebrate, oh celebrate
the arrival of new presence!

Wæs hæil, little one;
wæs hæil and fare thee well
on thy holy journey!

© 2011 by Elisabeth T. Eliassen