"Oh Holy night" it has come to be known
For it is the glorious night
That our Savior is shown
My heart overflows
with joy and reprieve
As I imagine
that night’s beautiful scenery
enchantments dancing
at every flicker of light,
praise and worship
from angels in the air,
anticipating the spiritual gift
that we all shall one day share
Not a single friend or neighbor
had any space for
the blessed Mother in labor
While everyone else
was resting snug in their beds
My Blessed King
was born in a manger instead
awaited and glorified
by angel,man and beast
with visits and gifts
from far away madjai kings
Sweet in his Mother’s bosom
is King of all sagas
Known as the Blessed Messiah,
King, Alpha, and Omega
mutiny by ally,
rejected by Pharisees
quickly cursed to death
by the local king
who was threatened by the lingering DNA
from David’s righteous seed.
Such a night filled
with mystery and intrigue
forever love and sanctification
to the elite who believe
*sigh*
I sit in peace and awe
as I rest my eyes
and Imagine the marvel
of that miraculous night divine.
I like this poem very much.
I like this poem very much. Going to send you a PM in regard to it.
Starward