Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Oh Christmas Tree

Here is our Christmas tree decorated.


by Anne Porter
When snow is shaken
From the balsam trees
And they're cut down
And brought into our houses
When clustered sparks
Of many-colored fire
Appear at night
In ordinary windows
We hear and sing
The customary carols
They bring us ragged miracles
And hay and candles
And flowering weeds of poetry
That are loved all the more
Because they are so common
But there are carols
That carry phrases
Of the haunting music
Of the other world
A music wild and dangerous
As a prophet's message
Or the fresh truth of children
Who though they come to us
From our own bodies
Are altogether new
With their small limbs
And birdlike voices
They look at us
With their clear eyes
And ask the piercing questions
God alone can answer.


Annie said...

Pretty! Don is decorating the house. Everyday I come home to something new. Tomorrow I fly to Texas for a long weekend. I'm guessing that by the time I get home, the tree will be UP.

Jenny said...

Marilyn thank you so much for sharing pictures of your tree, it's gorgeous! Absolutely laden with ornaments, it's a child's delight! Beautiful.

Jenny said...

P.S. :-)

I love the little cradle at the foot of your tree.

Leanna said...

Impressed with your Christmas tree decorations.