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Lord Shepherd,
this miracle called life-
such a tender fragile thing
heart beating
lungs constantly in motion
this splendid jewel
how easily crushed and sent to flight
this mysterious existence
in the midst of utter chaos tonight
but i hold onto the hem of your coat
like a child in the dark
the thought of it
the savage crumpling of steel
the fire
sudden quick
no superman
no magic formula
life
ripped away-
this quick and fearful villain- death
you are not my friend
safe passage, dear sister-
in the arms of angelic guides
toward the One who answers
unspeakable riddles
and comforts the tears
of her dear children.
Abba Father,
unbent by my hot disbelief,
grant her children rest.

no one ever doubted my love
i crowded above
the notion that spinning somewhere away
beyond the terminal aspect of the lost moments that we never shared
and despair the thousand cries at noon and dark mid-after-loom over me like a shadow
for the sun eclipsed by baffoons
in purple aspect (very) quite ever so ordinary
blow through the silence
of the moments
we never saw
and the faces of the
tender starcrossed jet-lagged
tragedy
upon shakespeare's emotive twist and the feeling
listless and abject in culture
the crying vulture
beyond the dead chasm
that finds me writing
absurdity and clutching my transmission,
five speed to see the stawberry stare and the ever molding
memory of sea.

away
but so near to the outcast.
near to the blood of the innocents
near to life, a dangerous mystery
no crib for a bed
1st century squalor of animals
away
alone
no turning back
the little Lord Jesus
God meshed in skin
helpless master infant
laid down his sweet head
the brow of thorns
smitten by bandits
spit upon
mocked
yet eyes still fixed on His love.
the stars in the sky
each fixed in place
bold, mighty, universe
the author: this infant
full of wonder
as angels and Abba
proudly, sadly
looked down where he lay
away
relentlessly committed
away
vacating the thrones and crowns of glory
away
the glory of his love
away
humble
master
creator
away
matchless mysterious
ruler
away

a divine journey
sent into motion
by bookkeepers, tyrants, and officials
that bethlehem journey
the gravitational pull of perfect love
sent freely
to all
but it started with a decree
from a politician
and a town that had no room
for this baby named God.

good night
broken world
orphans of africa
lonely woman on the streets
tonight
soldier in the sands of terror
beggar in the alley
good night
sweet shivering child
in forgotten village
brave widow serving still
good night
innocent new born babe
hopeful
huddling
masses
good night
tender beautiful bride
old warrior past his prime
terminal ward wanderer
He sees you
He knows you
He brings justice and mercy
grace and good news
good night.