The Whispers Poem by Dominic A. Okoliko

Do you not hear
The whispers of the wood
Crying Christmas is here
Let our joys be full

Hear the birds
They resound the sound
Announcing in the air
That peace upon earth abounds

On your pipes and strings
Call out to the young and the old
Let the maidens burst in singing
Carrying the news to all the folks

In the joy
Spare no oil
Share with all
In answer to hunger call

Lit your heart on fire
Let it consume
All inordinate desire
And leave you subsumed
In the love of the new born king