Swing Open Wide The Stable Door Poem by Royston Allen

Swing Open Wide The Stable Door



Swing Open Wide The Stable Door
Come with me now and look down in awe
as into the manger we gaze
lost in wonder, love and praise.

God, a babe! How can this be?
The Immortal clothed in mortality.
Almighty God, the Son of Man!
The Infinite contracted to a span.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tony Karas 30 December 2012

Totally awesome! Expresses the mystery behind it all.

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