A Christmas Poem

A brilliant star that wrote his name
O’er constellations bright
Led restive men to seek his fame
And gather in his light

And come they did on sacred space
To learn a sacred theme
For what was writ upon his face
Fulfilled their sacred dream

Fulfilled a longing all men knew
And cleared them of their crime
This Word that stopped with reddened hue
Eternity in time

Eternity now put to sleep
Along with sword and spear
Along with other stars that keep
Man’s broken heart in fear.

Amanda Graham

Amanda Graham

Editor at NY Literary Magazine
Amanda holds an M.A. in History. She loves well-written poetry and romance novels. Amanda has 2 cats and a 3-year-old son.
Amanda Graham