Red Dragon seeks to harm the Wife
Whose Son will heal the earth.
She flees into the wilderness –
Her crown a Swaddling’s birth.
Tonight each baby is the Child –
All mothers Mary seem –
All fathers proxies for our God –
All angels Joseph’s dream.
The Church appears – a woman clothed
With sun and shod with moon –
Although a Heady Beast brands men
The Bridegroom will come soon.
The Dragon Killer wins the war –
Defeating Babylon –
While Zion rises from the dust
To put a white dress on.
(15 November 2008, Provo, Utah)
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ah. revelations. :) i never really thought of it as "christmassy" but you make it so. again, i like it.
Thank you. This poem came after a Sabbath eve stroll on Temple Square, when a spring breeze enabled lots of families with little children to be there together. After I saw the Christus statue, I watched the "Nativity" movie in the Visitor's Center.
This vivid imagery is good.
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