Predawn Sun Poem by O Anna Niemus

Predawn Sun



The predawn sun
is waiting in pinkcloud wings
The actor lingers behind
the curtain.
The Baby Jesus
lies in swaddling
in a manger.
but His Omnipotence
is certain.

(to Chris of P and B)

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