CLOSE TO HIS BREAST

BY

Laura Lee Christian

The blessed Bible lies
silently
cloaked in a wonderous
presence
open at the Christmas
story
told by blessed
Saint Luke.
How many years has the story been
told?
How many children have enjoyed the 
words
from its blessed pages
and how many little
children
have acted out in their
simplicity,
the royal history of Christ our
King?
And the story of the
shepherds
and the
Angels?
What depths of riches lie beneath its
pages,
what ageless stories to enrich human
life?
Oh tell me the story once again
again.
Please don't leave the
letters
lifeless on the
page,
I can almost hear God
saying,
as tears course 
down
His gentle
face
from eyes of
love.
I have so much for you
here
so much to give
you 
not just the civilizations of
old
but for
you
my dear
one
my near
one,
come to
me
read of
me
and I will draw you close to my
breast.