Twelve Days of Christmas Poetry: VII

Nativity

Among the oxen (like an ox I’m slow)
I see a glory in the stable grow
Which, with the ox’s dullness might at length
Give me an ox’s strength.

Among the asses (stubborn I as they)
I see my Saviour where I looked for hay;
So may my beastlike folly learn at least
The patience of a beast.

Among the sheep (I like a sheep have strayed)
I watch the manger where my Lord is laid;
Oh, that my baa-ing nature would win thence
Some woolly innocence.

–C.S. Lewis

Comments

  1. perfect. i too find myself among the asses and sheep. at least i’m in good company. :)

    thanks for the series!

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