Luke 2: The Shepherds and the Temple

 

The child interrupts

           commerce,

                 the daily graze of life,

                            the expectations

                 of a quiet night in the fields.

The child demands

            leaving flocks,

                  abandoning norms,

                         following the angel’s call

                     in evening disquiet.

The child enters

            the daily,

                   the simple: cries, shivers,

                          needs food and warmth,

                      yet transforms it all.

The child fulfils

            centuries

                  of longing, of waiting:

                        consoles, answers, pierces;

                      a sword, a king, a child.