This Morning I Wondered

This morning I wondered
as I watched the birds
through my window–
savored that first sip
of coffee…

Did the earth
gasp
on
the day
He
was born?

When His
first cries pierced
the air
was there a long
sigh–
A sharp
exhale?

Did all of nature
know?
And did the rocks
cry out?

On this bleak
Winter Solstice morning,
As earth turns her
face
away
from light
and darkness descends…
I hold on
to this
glimmer
this twinkling thought:

that all of earth knew
except us.

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