A Night Ablaze With Angels
The skies were ablaze
with shining angels everywhere,
they outshone even the stars,
save an Eastern star , shining there.
In that starry night, a host of angels,
with their voices raised on high,
in joyful and mighty celebration,
sang the mighty choir, in the sky.
That sky was sapphire blue,
with golden angels a glitter there,
and the world was lit with wonder,
shining downon a baby, sweet and fair.
The stars themselves seemed to dance,
and the earth echoed the angels' joy,
on that night of endless wonder,
when the angels sang to a baby boy.
copyright 2001 by Roland Ricker
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