A baby born in Bethlehem,
but first,
sweating and stretching,
strength given up to straining,
silence broken by screaming,
Then, and only then,
a baby's low cry,
a mother's whispered love.
A Sonrise in the garden,
but first,
sweating and stretching,
strength given up to straining,
dying done in darkness,
Then, and only then,
trumpets sounding,
great victory won.
Blood Pressure. The New Numbers
6 years ago
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