Christmas, 2017
By
Jennifer Angelina Petro
We all know
Whose birthday it is today:
Yours.
Throughout the womb
Of this dark year
Of tyrants and blindness,
You formed yourself
Afresh and full of doing.
You made it, you did it.
You are born today,
A child of light, wonderful,
A counselor I am sure
To someone, and yes, why not—
Mighty Divine Being,
Everlasting, non-gendered—
Unless you want a gender—
Person, and Prince, Princess,
Fairy Queen, Unicorn Badass,
Of Peace.
And for all of you
Thinking this poem is
Heretical—grow up,
Or down, whichever you need,
And while doing so
Look into the eyes of your friends,
See oceans of mysterious wisdom
Reflecting back at you,
And know you reflect back
The same, and know too,
The mirror reflects a light
Begotten and holy and never before
Seen or felt or known
On this planet. You
Are born today anew
To save the world
By being who you
Are born to be.
And if your heart or life
Or room feels like a manger,
That’s alright for today,
And even for tomorrow—
Let the kindly animals
With the luminous, marble eyes
Come and nibble from your hands,
Laugh and chortle as you grow,
As you know, every time
You hear the word: Jesus,
Christ, God—they are
Referring to you.
Born today you are,
Born today you ever will be,
Born today, this day
Of days, you are here,
A star, a child, the magi,
A lamb, a shepherd, an angel,
A parent to yourself
Who may be being told
In a dream to move on
To safer lands—rejoice,
You are here, rejoice
You are the light, rejoice
The safer land is there,
In your voice creating the world.
Beautiful ?Amen ?
Thank you Cari <3