nativity
The caravan of stars Ran with the magi, prophecy Of a special child realised. An unborn child uses Angels as a compass To navigate two forms And absorb a planet's mass. Winds are like question Marks as they Blow against the virgin Mother, does she dream About heaven's funeral And resurrection. A son who will be On both sides of the door At the same time between Heaven and earth. Did the holy spirit Talk or sing- its choir Of reflections assembled Vision of a future king Who would invite heaven's Pens to write the secret Of how to ignite its celestial Fire. A father holds the Christ child, mother face launches the hunt that would haunt artists.
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