Manger King
Swaddling royal
Time starting over
 Rewinds its clock.

Life teething on
Manger meditations
Ponders a fresh forgiveness
Unblemished by sin.

Choirs once stranded at Eden’s gate
Now spiral out in downpours of praise
Drinking in full cups of joy.

A fresh start everywhere
When every stem becomes a flower,
Every voice pierces the dark,
And God gets cradled by all calling
O Sovereign Monarch
On incarnational stealth
Christ the King.

Copyright ©2009 Ward Stothers