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I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord; “plans for good and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.”

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Adoration of the Christ Child

December 1, 2021

 

O Thou who always art all everywhere

Art now confined in this small space, defined

By skin and muscle, skeleton; you wear

A baby’s face—eyes, cheeks, chin, lips like wine

Or blood. Beneath your tiny breastbone beats

Within your newborn flesh a human heart:

In Thou, O Son, the heart of humans meets

God’s heart and beats anew. And though in part

I see and know, I yet see face to face

Because you cloister in this skin, this straw-

Strewn crib, this cattle stall, this lowly place

Particular, grim, but glimmering now

With Thou, O Thou, dear bound unbounded All,

Thou tabernacling fleshed Emmanuel.

 



This poem originally appeared in the Nov/Dec 2016/Jan 2017 issue of Weavings. It is reprinted here by permission of the author.

The featured image is by Greyson Joralemon on Unsplash. 



 

K.C. Ireton

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