Monday, 30 November 2015

Into the darkest hour




It was a time like this
War and tumult of war,

a horror in the air.

Hungry yawned the abyss-

and yet there came the star
and the child most wonderfully there.



It was time like this

of fear and lust for power,

license and;greed and blight-

and yet the Prince of bliss

came into the darkest hour
in quiet and silent light.



And in a time like this

how to celebrate his birth

when all things fall apart?

Ah! Wonderful it is

with no room on the earth
the stable is our heart.

Madeleine Engle

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