by Pavel Chichikov
Although their later ignorance will hurt them
Let the shepherds sing and seraphim
Chanticleer the living stars and brighter,
They who know forever do not dim
Spread the deepest straw upon the ground,
Woven be the sunlight of His bedding,
Burning of the candles be His crown,
Eternity and time must have their wedding
Happiness and praise is to adore Him
Praise on praise, the shepherds will confess –
Kneel upon the straw and feast upon Him,
Helpless as the love of wordlessness
Serenade with instruments of gold,
The serpent in the veins of earth and stone,
But all the kings astonished will grow old –
Christ will be the shepherd of His own
Pavel's Websites are at The Poetry of Pavel Chichikov and Catholic Images by Pavel Chichikov
