DEEP IN THE MIDST OF A STARRY NIGHT
ONLY SILENCE AND A FAR OFF LIGHT.
WITH HUES OF ORANGE AND PINK IT REFLECTED
UPON THE SNOW THAT WAS UNPROTECTED.
IT SEEMED SO FAR AWAY AND YET SO NEAR,
FROM MY WINDOW, I COULD SEE IT CLEAR.
I WORRIED THAT IT MIGHT BE A FIRE
AND IT LOOKED SO CLOSE, I WANTED TO INQUIRE.
I CALLED 911, AND TOLD THEM WHERE I LIVED
AND ASKED IF THEY HAD A CALL, A FIRE, FOR REAL
THERE WAS A PAUSE, AND THEN THEY CAME BACK,
NO ONE HAS CALLED FROM THAT SIDE OF THE TRACKS.
YOU SEE, THERE WAS A RAILWAY, BUT NOT IN USE
IT HAD BEEN SHUTDOWN AND CUT A DIFFERENT ROUTE
SO STILL MY CURIOSITY WOULD NOT LET IT REST
WHAT IS THIS BRIGHT LIGHT, JUST OVER THE CREST.
I BUNDLED MYSELF UP AND BRAVELY VENTURED OUTSIDE
AND STARTED UP THE PATH THAT LED TO THE LIGHT
AS I WAS WALKING ALONG, MY MIND WENT REALLY FAR BACK
TO THE NIGHT THAT JESUS WAS BORN, WAS IT LIKE THAT?
THE BRIGHT LIGHT THAT SHONE FOR MILES AND MILES
AND STARTED FOLKS TO WANDERING TO CHECK IT OUT.
THE SHEPHERDS LEFT THEIR FLOCKS, AND STARTED A TREK
TO FOLLOW THE LIGHT AND SOON THEY WERE MET.
BY ANGELS SENT FROM HEAVEN, TO TELL THE NEWS
OF THE TINY BABE THAT WAS BEING INTRODUCED.
I WONDERED IF THEY FELT THE AWE AND SENSE I FEEL
JUST TO THINK ABOUT IT, MAKES IT SURREAL.
THE WOODS WAS THICK IN PLACES ALONG THE WAY
AND THE BRANCHES WITH NEW SNOW WERE WEIGHED.
IN SOME PATCHES, THE LIGHT WOULD FILTER OUT,
SO I BEGAN TO WONDER WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT.
I DON'T KNOW HOW FAR I HAD WALKED UP THIS TRAIL
MY BOOTS WERE COVERED AND FELT LIKE A PAIL,
THE SNOW WAS MELTING INSIDE THEM, SQUISH, SQUASH,
I STARTED TO TURN BACK, BUT I COULD MISS ALOT.
I THEN BEGAN TO NOTICE THE GLOW INTENSIFY
SO I KNEW I WAS ALMOST THERE, I COULD JUST CRY.
FOR NOW I COULD SEE FOR SURE THE STRANGE LIGHT
IT WAS NOTHING BUT THE MOON ON A FULL NIGHT.
DON'T KNOW WHY I HAD NEVER NOTICED BEFORE,
BUT WHEN I GAVE IT THOUGHT, I WAS TOO YOUNG TO ENJOY.
THE BEAUTY OF GOD'S CREATION WITH NEW SNOW ALL AROUND
AND THE GLOW OF THE FULL MOON SHINING DOWN.
I WILL NEVER FORGET THAT MARVELOUS NIGHT,
WHEN I HAD ENOUGH CURIOSITY TO FOLLOW THAT LIGHT
I CAN TELL IT TO MY GRANDCHILDREN, THAT WILL BE GREAT
TO FIND OUT THAT GRANDMA, VENTURED OUT SO LATE! !
WRITTEN BY SHIRLEY BARR
FEBRUARY 21, 2005
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