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Christmas 04 - Poem by Charley Lerrigo
Christmas 04
Charles Lerrigo
Last night I had a dream.
Like all dreams, uncalled for,
and inevitable,
swimming from my mind’s rich and fierce dark
into the limited light of consciousness
and words
Last night I had a dream.
I dreamed that Christ was again coming.
Not in chariot of fire and retribution
(though my heart and mind long for
Justice in this shadowed time)
but a Christ coming in need
for milk,
for touch,
for love, safety.
Just like the first time,
Christ coming to breathe the same air
we all breathe
to cry the same tears
coming to show us
the depth of love we have
for that which is vulnerable
and alive.
Last night I had a dream
perhaps like Joseph
waking to know that this small Christ
is not my child
but is my family to love
where everywhere
new life cries for help
and everywhere
people rise up from their dark or pain,
risk making words
to assure this small new life
that all is well.
All is well.
I am here now.
For you.