18 Days of Christmas - The Eighth Day

From now until Christmas day I am treating you to foisting upon you our collection of Christmas poems. If I made our cards that year I'll post a picture of that as well. If you missed yesterday's poem, click on the 18 Days of Christmas button in my sidebar. The way you can tell who wrote which poem is to note whose name is listed first at the end.

My soul is anchored
by the manger-
for isn’t it a new beginning?

Tomorrow I will look ahead to Easter
knowing that resurrection
is before us:
        miraculous
        God for me.

But for now, in the quiet
of the stable, in the stillness
of first sleep,
       (miraculous
        God with me)

knowing how the years
from this moment of birth
to that moment of rebirth
will change human history,
        my history,
I think of the baby,
and beginnings,
of the new year (I resolve…).

Advent is upon me.
Peering into the manger,
I am made new.

Dana & Mike Rhyne
Christmas 1999

P.S. Happy Anniversary dear heart! Nineteen years of wedded bliss - and all that other stuff life throws at you. How about another 19 or 49 more?