A Night for Miracles
Something wants to leap out of my heart,
yet I am not knowing what it is.
It is pure, powerful, and has always been present
especially on this night
at this time
staring up at this sky.
I am left feeling small, feeling overwhelmed
feeling moved, feeling significantly insignificant
in this great world that is longing for what is in my heart.
For it’s purity
for it’s power
for it’s omnipresence, it’s connectedness.
Maybe it is this night, and this night only
that I seek it
that I glimpse it
that I realize it is a vision inside me.
I have been searching in the wrong places with the wrong eyes
afraid to open my heart, that it may leap out and be gone,
leaving this shell without feeling, without purpose however unknown.
powerless.
Oh if that were true, yet I know it cannot be.
I cannot wait another year, far too many are now passed
and with each it takes longer to find.
Oh, that it may live in my heart forever
radiating purely,
powerfully,
purposefully.
Christmas, the miracle of birth
of Hope
of Love
of Salvation.
Open my heart, my eyes
Unlock my passion, my purpose
That I may share it with the world all year long.
About Cole Bradburn
I'm a writer and doctor in lifelong pursuit of health, happiness, and adventure. I currently live in Raleigh, NC with the love of my life and our amazing boys.
THIS WAS AWESOME, COLE. YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN WONDERFUL WITH WORDS.
luv ittttt
Thanks for the read Molly, glad you loved it!
I love the poem…it is beautiful and a great waty to start the New Year off!
I meant a great way, not a great waty! 🙂
Thank you, glad you like it and took time to let me know. Hope you had a great start to 2012.
Beautiful, just beautiful. My favorite part of this season is the anticipation of future hope, which I think we all need. “A thrill of hope / the weary world rejoices.”
Thanks Todd, I always appreciate your feedback! By the way, I love that song, and Christmastime in general. So important to instill hope, especially in new endings and new beginnings that December always brings.