Glory to God in the Highest

Into
the stillness
bright flashes, loud pops,
bursts of sound, all so disorienting
Who
can stand
at such a time
when power erupts
without warning, without even a
Pity
to help
the fast-beating
hearts caught off guard
by the moment, by the forceful authority
And
when the heart
stops its racing, when
the stillness returns, tell me please:
will the good news be shared by ancient shepherds or
will it be
left dead
in streets
with our
children?

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