A Baby in the Busyness

A Christmas Poem...

 

All that he has given me in simple harmony

His love in such intricate simplicity

Unimaginable power in a baby


All around I see

hurt 

pain

and suffering
 

 

A world full of 

greed 

hate

and gluttony


 

But as I sit in silence and write this he is  

Overcoming me

    Coming over me

          Washing over me

              Flooding into me..

                       ..with his spirits intimacy


 

He is here

Even in the times of busyness

as we run to the business in a busy mess

tryin to get through the busy stress 

he Is here.

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