The Baby sleeps. The stars shine high
upon the earth through darkened sky.
The virgin hums a lullaby.
The Lord has finally come.
As sacrifice He died then rose.
Let’s follow Him, be one of those
who lives the love that Jesus shows
and offers to us all.
The Spirit now makes new the heart.
Those fruitless thoughts that demons start
will stop. We have been set apart
for Him forever more.
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Ronovan Hester offers the word “new” as inspiration for this week’s Ovi Poetry Challenge. Also published on Poet’s Corner.
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May you have a blessed Christmas season
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 