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Holy City of Bethlehem ©

Nat Hall
Sandwick, Shetland
2004

Boreal star brightened
the path to Bethlehem; a dusty
track traced in our hearts
to remind us the Son of Man
came to our world to
teach us love and hold
our stones before
mayhem.

Like a candle pinned deep
in night, this bulb of hope,
celestial guide, reflected light
in each sand grain found on
the path to Bethlehem.
From their hillsides,
shepherds gazed at
it like a gem.

Was it a dream or just a tale?

On each December 24th,
peace in our souls around
midnight revives a spark
where love comes forth;
shelves human sins
from Baghdad or
Jerusalem.
Deep inside us,
hope rekindles this
inner path to Bethlehem
like landing lights
on a runway.


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