One Night

This year I really wanted something simple to bring out the meaning of Christmas, but as the days flew by without a single inspiring moment, I got worried; I think He heard me and the rest is history, at three in the morning.


For one night
The air was still, and
The stars were clear.

For one night
The beasts were quiet, and
The world waited.

In one night
We learnt what it was to
Forgive and to love.

One starry night.


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