Monday, January 06, 2025

Nine months before the manger - v3


To understand time, eternity, the infinite, God,
the power of Christ's decision to submit, to descend into the finite,
nine months before the manger, the arc of the cosmos bent,
not a ray or tangent striving toward infinity—
but eternity carving an intimate singularity,
a new axis where time and timelessness fused...

Not a fissure, not chaos breaking the frame,
shattering the line between us and God,
but an intersection, an unyielding point, a promise—
a tear, yes, but a joining also, a melting together,
where the infinite wove itself into creation,
where life began anew, a new continuum...

Time folded, shifted, rippled in this moment,
not outward as a wave but inward, into flesh,
melding, transforming history, every future,
changed forever in a blazing instant,
Eternity, once vast and formless, ephemeral, 
clay in the vessel of His mother Mary’s womb...

Nine months before the manger, His birth,
a tear in the fabric of time, the veil between
eternal God and man, in the child growing,
a moment that defies comprehension, faith,
where the infinite became mortal, finite,
and the finite carried all of infinity...

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Revised January 6, 2025
Nine months before the manger - v3


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