This is the star just starting to change the sky before the birth of Christ.
THE HOLY STAR
As shadows cast by cloud and sun
Flit o'er the summer grass,
So, in thy sight, Almighty One,
Earth's generations pass.
And while the years, an endless host,
Come pressing swiftly on,
The brightest names that earth can boast
Just glisten and are gone.
Yet doth the Star of Bethlehem shed
A lustre pure and sweet,
And still it leads, as once it led,
To the Messiah's feet.
O Father, may that holy star
Grow every year more bright,
And send its glorious beams afar
To fill the world with light.
William Cullen Bryant 1875
2 comments:
Beautiful, Virginia! I love this style - I can see a powerful series!
Not sure I'd agree with the poet wanting the star to "every yesr grow brighter" because that would mean it's falling to the earth!
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Well, sure, Nikki, if you take the meaning of the poet LITERALLY! :-)Maybe the earth then BECOMES the star when God's glory is fully incorporated...? I just made that up!
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