Ethereal KingA Poem by Poetic JusticeI have a softer side... it's wasn't always about SantaShe gazes with adoration For peace has arrived Angels serenade the stars Kissing their radiance The moon beams dance Around the stable While precious winds carry Words of hope on midnight breeze Infant’s murmur ignite The reeds as they sway in glorious awe Trees rustling rapturous praise The Magi bowed in homage Offering gold, frankincense and myrrh Knowing no gift worthy Between cattle and flock Lowly shepherds meekly knelt She raises holy eyes In gracious thanks As stillness fills muted breath Hushed in adulation Ethereal King seraphic glory © 2013 Poetic JusticeReviews
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1 Review Added on November 25, 2013 Last Updated on November 25, 2013 AuthorPoetic JusticeAboutI haven't been around much lately. Seems life has been getting in the way. yada yada baa baa.. No one ever reads this bit..I could put something witty or trite, even a quote from someone dead .. more..Writing
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