(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

Chris

X

Unstable

.

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

Fluttering

This scrap of human flesh

.

Love

Vast as the roaring ocean

In every tiny heartbeat

.

What a way for the King to come