Messiah

I was not ready:
You came when I was sleeping,
At my least expected midnight.
Reality shook - this veil we call
"The way things are"; angels sang
And shepherds danced, but I -
Exhausted by normality -
Dozed while, in a baby's cry,
Four hundred years of silence found
Their end-point in this night.

Published by Matthew Pullar

Teacher, writer, blogger, husband, father, Christian. Living in Wyndham in Melbourne's west, on the land of the Kulin Nation. Searching for words to console and feed hearts and souls.

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