The Aspiring Bard

White-crested waves Crash on the sand. Sweeping it out To the wild sea. Mercy waves washing Over my soul Sweep me into His ocean of love.

A herald came drifting from the sky And alighted on my sleeve. He sizzled out his message Before melting away, His errand done. Soon, others of his kind came, Advancing with the wind. They overtook the grey sky And the frozen earth, Wrapping it in a pale shroud.

Dancing flames are burning low. Faces lit by ruddy glow. A half-circle 'round the hearth. Drawing near to hear the tale Of a baby, young and frail, Born into a winter night. Mystery - God made flesh, Ancient story told afresh. The embodiment of love. Love that still is ours today, And will never pass away. Born for all eternity. Peace to each and every heart, Sealed, protected, set apart. God made flesh among us dwells.