Nativity
Swinging from a single thread
I noticed the waft of air
when they entered the stable
just a man, and his wife
who sat atop the donkey.
I watched him help her down
and she settled in the straw
warm and dry far below me
where I swung securely
low melodious moans hummed
in the night, the cows lowed
in answer and moved closer
helping the donkey provide heat.
a faint wail announced the KIng
born a helpless, innocent child
to be lamb amonst cow and sheep
in the straw of a dark stable
drumming, a boy and men joined
them with more sheep and camels
they were welcomed into the shelter,
out of the cold brilliantly starlit night
all provided needed heat, and shelter
from winter's draft's and chill
as they brought other gifts to honor
the one they called Saviour; Christ Child
within days whispered warnings
demanded they depart,
and gifts given provided passage,
silence and provisions needed
the family fled Herrod's ruling
and thus the child survived
and I a spider, swung here
and witnessed it all.
© 9 years ago, Tamera Dobbins