Light, Forever Lit ©
From strangest shores to Bethlehem came
The wisest of the wise so they were reckoned:
Three bearing gifts, before Herod they came
They but found the world honors the false indeed.
From Galilee to Bethlehem came
The holy family by some decree;
Mary big with Child found no home
But a lowly manger by divine decree.
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.
A Caesar must live off taxes and be damned,
But forever blessed is Jesus Christ.
The star that led the rustic still shines
And we too have in that infant found it
Lit despite all gloom, and peace reigns;
We have found light what is forever lit.
(Reading Christina Rossetti’s In the Bleak Midwinter prompted this poem)