christmas conversation


Let me tell you the story
The one I didn't want to hear
Of the Son
Baby, angels, a star
Let it cast light on your darkness
Like traced silhouette
Yes, even now

Set your eyes, child, on that star
Look for it in the East
Like a beacon to follow when nothing else makes sense
Look for it and follow
Even blindly
How long?
As long as it takes

Sing now, the songs you don't feel like singing
Sing it even if mouthing the words
Like practice makes perfect
Your voice will arrive

And your voice will sing
And it will not look anything like what you thought