twelfth night

Twelfth Night

by Laurie Lee

“No night could be darker than this night,

No cold so cold,

As the blood snaps like a wire,

And the heart’s sap stills,

And the year seems defeated.

 

O never again, it seems, can green things run,

Or sky birds fly,

Or the grass exhale its humming breath

Powdered with pimpernels,

From this dark lung of winter.

 

Yet here are lessons for the final mile

Of pilgim kings;

The mile still left when all have reached

Their tether’s end: that mile

Where the Child lies hid

 

For see, beneath the hand, the earth already

Warms and glows;

For men with shepherd’s eyes there are

Signs in the dark, the turning stars,

The lamb’s returning time.

 

Out of this utter death he’s born again,

His birth our saviour;

From terror’s equinox he climbs and grows,

Drawing his finger’s light across our blood –

The sun of heaven, and the son of god.”

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