Christmas unstability…

(Image from Medicins Sans Frontiers- here.)

Friends- as we celebrate the birth of Jesus, and the turning of a new year, may you be deeply blessed.

Happy Christmas to all





It is said that light found its window on the world

Through the translucent globe

Of a baby’s eye

Still hooded from

The bloody froth of birth

Wide opened by the trauma

Of transition


And stories are told of how a stable

-all ammonium piss and shiny new shit

Became a gateway

For an indescribable goodness

To run through these streets

Like molten gold

In the gutters


The breath of the living God


This scrap of human flesh



Vast as the roaring ocean

In every tiny heartbeat


What a way for the King to come