truth & lies

Smell of ash
Fills the grate
Long after the fire
Long after the warm
It stays to remind
To fill a longing hole
It lies
Ash has no love
No happy clappy warmth
It just sits
Cold

Smell of pine
Fills the room
Tall needles permeate
Tall branches flourish 
It comes to speed up
To make us all busy
It lies
Pine has no love
It is withering, dying
It just dies
Slow

Sound of babe
Fills the air
Angels shout
Shepherds run
Quick to see
Fast to witness
Truth arrives

Word becomes flesh
Long journey – heaven to earth
Incarnate Emmanuel
Love