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Sonnet of the Wise Men
by Jan Ackerson A substance unalloyedfine gold I bring To symbolize Your holy purity; Yet it portends betrayal of a King, A kiss, a sword, a crown of thorns, a tree. Heres frankincenseI leave it at Your feet Material born of sun and dew and sod. Its rising smoke and precious fragrance sweet Will soon, like You, convey our prayers to God. And this is myrrhtheyll use it in Your crypt. A curious gift for such a tiny child! But when You have from Your internment slipped The victory will be yours, and Death reviled. We kiss Your downy head, Emmanuel, Our Godnow clothed in skinwho with us dwells. Jan is a Christian who has traveled through sorrow and depression, and has found victory and grace. She dedicates all writings to her Heavenly Father. Check out Jan's website at www.1hundred-words.com Copywrite Jan Ackerson--2006 Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |