Poem December 19, 1959 Issue

CHRISTMAS QUIET

Max Dunaway

Not in the hurried day, but in the quiet
Of night, to shepherds watching in the field,
The angel of the Lord brought joyful tidings
Of him through whom God's love should be revealed.

Not to the wily king, whose promise of devotion
Failed to deceive the travelers from afar,
Appeared the signal of prophecy's fulfillment,
But to the wise, who followed a silent star.

Not in the crowded inn the babe was cradled,
Amid babble of voices or noise of worldly mirth,
But peacefully within a simple manger,
Quiet, and close to the gentle things of earth.

Max Dunaway

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