Stargazing

It’s a thought provoking season…


The Perfect Christmas

It was a biting, grasping cold.
The land in stark outline,
washed in the effervescence
of a vaulted star.
The world in waiting,
poor, benighted, watchful shepherds.
Wishful too. ancestral hope left unfulfilled.

Upon barren, frozen hillsides,
the World still cries,’ Let it be soon’

© franciman 2020
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Mikeverdi

Yes, let it be soon. The world needs a miracle at the moment. Good writing as always Jim.
Mike

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