“The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it.”
(St John 1.5 (New International Version))
I’m not sure if this should be a Christmas or an Advent sonnet. You decide!
The earth was dark, and dark misunderstood the fragile point of light that pricked its veil. These wise men, strong men, shepherds, kings must fail: impressed by stars and glory, greatness, good, salvation, justice, peace, the reign of God. Bring gold! Bring worship! Raise the holy grail and God will come in pow’r and will prevail! Dark hope. Light smouldered small on blood stained wood. And on the path the keepers of the door sit in the dark and, silent, watch and wait for those who leave the lights they knew before to find a hand to lead them through the gate. The earth is dark and, try with all its might, the dark will never understand the light.
© 2004 Alex Mabbs