If you have read the Gispels, this poem makes much more sense…and if you haven’t read the Gispels perhaps that can be a “project” for 2012.
THE MIRACLE DREAMS
By Susie M. Best
That night when in Judean skies
the mystic star dispensed its light,
a blind man moved in his sleep-
and dreamed that he had sight.
That night when shepherds heard the song
of hosts angelic choiring near,
a deaf man stirred in slumber’s spell-
and dreamed that he could hear.
That night when in the cattle stall
slept child and mother cheek by jowl,
a cripple turned his twisted limbs-
and dreamed that he was whole.
That night when o’er the newborn babe
the tender Mary rose to lean,
a loathsome leper smiled in sleep-
and dreamed that he was clean.
That night when to a mother’s breast
the little King was held secure,
a harlot slept in happy sleep-
and dreamed that she was pure.
That night when in the manger lay
the sanctified who came to save
a man moved in the sleep of death-
and dreamed there was no grave.
Jesus knows me — this I love.
Live simply. Love generously.
Care deeply. Speak kindly.
Leave the rest to God.
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