Crèche - Gail Onion

[Lawrence Robinson]

Crèche 

You can build one anywhere
but the heart would be my place of choice.

For a savior fits so conveniently
where the rough beast has chewed away enough straw
to make a hollow the size of an infant
desire  dream  resolution revolution.
The beast can be useful.
What is taken away makes room for a long 
awaited birth .
  
A light streams from above and from below
drawing  together the help needed-
angels wise women and men
shepherds for those parts  of us
still straying into doubt fear contempt intolerance 
counting up losses injustice tragedies.

We must persist. We must ask the hard questions.
We must render the hard  answers

And the child asked.
What is this place?
What is the ocean?
Can I stand by you?

A savior is someone who saves you,
who says
I shall pull you free
from under the cold waves
over and over again
I shall pull you free.

We answer the child
This place in time is our shore of true meeting.
The ocean is our Mother.
The earth is our Home.
We are its Guardians..

I shall stand by you
within this crèche 
that is the heart.

	- Gail Onion
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