Alone we walked and in pain
As blade or thorn shall twist
Or loud the silence talked, refrained
And echoes in the mist
Born as angels sing, a light
Once on earth before remains
Peace His Love brings to night
As each new life is more, proclaims
His birth to shine as angels sing
As the universe sang the Birth
Long ago or this night brings
Each babe the hope of earth
As thorn or joy rebounds
His love on earth resounds.
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hope-215/
