God is Sleeping
This poem was written for our December poetry group. The theme given was either Love or Christmas... I chose the latter. I hope you enjoy reading it.
Happy Christmas!
God is Sleeping
"Peace on earth", the angels whispered.
And for one night, there was peace.
The strife was hushed
as all ears strained to hear the snuffles of the sleeping baby,
The tiny whimpers providing the signs of life
Of a living, breathing, murmuring God.
"Do not be afraid", the angels commanded.
And for once, all was calm.
Fear was cast out
as all heartbeats settled in time to a single lullaby,
Rocking the creator of the universe as he slept,
Safe in the swaddled embrace of the Father's perfect love.
"We bring great joy!", the angels sang.
And for once, the whole world joined the chorus.
The Light shone in the streets and fields
as all voices joined as one in laugher and song,
And the baby in the manger momentarily opened his eyes
And blew a raspberry to the darkness.
But now, two thousand years has gone
And the world has forgotten that moment of peace.
The world cannot remember being unafraid.
The world has long lost a cause for joy.
Yet the angels - as well as messengers - were prophets
And in that world to which they sang,
the babe of Bethlehem is dreaming.
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