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Descent
Down he came from up,
and in from out,
and here from there.
A long leap,
an incandescent fall
from magnificent
to naked, frail, small,
through space,
between stars,
into our chill night air,
shrunk, in infant grace,
to our damp, cramped
earthy place
among all
the shivering sheep.
And now, after all,
there he lies,
fast asleep.
by Luci Shaw
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Terrific poem. Reminds me of a recitative from Bach’s Christmas Oratorio.
Here’s a rough translation: ” Great Lord and Mighty King
Beloved Savior- how little you care
For worldly glory.
He who sustains the entire world
Who made its magnificence and beauty
Must sleep in a hard crib. “ -
A beautiful poem – reveals the awe of HIS being.
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