Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Jigger

Today's word is "jigger" ... Multiple meanings, here's the one I chose: a person or thing that jigs. (Wiggles up and down).

Flight
I never wondered what angels thought,
'Til I became one in a play,
Of how their lives with awe are frought,
When on errands they fly away.

Have they all been hanging 'round,
Since time began its course?
Where they ever on the ground,
Or do they only fly in force?

What of those during Herod's reign,
That sang the shepherds songs,
Over little Bethlehem plain,
Urging them to see, and come along.

How many eons did they wait
Patiently with wings tucked in,
'Til God his amazing plans made straight,
To turn back the course of sin,

In those finite, fragile hours,
Before the Christ was born,
Did they tremble in their power,
Before the curtained sky was torn?

Had they been singing "glory"
For centuries before,
So that the telling of the story,
Would lack for nothing more?

Did they then jig their awesome wings,
Having stunned the hills with praise,
And smile and a last carol sing,
As they left with Godward blaze?

Did they know the end from the beginning,
As they gloried through the skies,
That they'd announced the cure for sinning,
Because this babe would die and then arise?

I like to think they always knew,
That their Lord would win the day,
And that the holy and the few,
Would seek and find the way.

Anne Selleck
Copyright 2013







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