Still, a poem by Jim Berbiglia

Still,…the season is sweet 
		…even though the world 
seems to be spinning 
				out 
					of 
						control, 
God's love still makes life 
possible in the fullest. 
The manger stands against 
		the cash register 
and the child stands against 
		the empire; 
			the world does 
curious things at Christmastime for 
curious reasons 
		and often misses the 
cosmic challenge 
		to power and evil. 
Yet,…the light still shines 
		in the darkness, 
and the darkness 
		has not overcome it.
A babe born in the middle 
of the traffic 
	of a crowded world...
			born over and over 
to give 
		each generation 
				the light of hope.

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