Bernard Kennedy - A Christmas Star

Like bright lights shining, twinkling, in the early
Morning sky the stars lit up,
Brightening, a Christmas morning.
They were all there, thrown up,
Like clutched from a bucket of hope
And thrown to stay in ready sky.
As if Christmas morning in Rathfarnham.
Going to early mass, my mother pointing out
The silhouettes of God, as we broke ice puddles
With new heels.

Lucent and bright, the chapel lit.
The choir, the candles, and golden bowls
And vestments. All things shining,
All things yellow gold and twinkling, like the stars,
In the same hope filled sky.

The mystery and wonder, and then Santa Claus.
Stars shine in the trees like fairy lights
And I, wondering at the
Mystery.

Bernard Kennedy

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