Poetry list, Christmas
The kiss of God
Hush.
Stop. Be still.
What is it to be kissed?
Yes, think
...and then stop thinking.
The Christmas birth is the kiss of God.
God takes our humanity – and our lips
– he kisses and is kissed.
Is this real?
Is God in love with you and me?
Is he so close as to touch and kiss?
So many questions but a kiss is a kiss.
It is love and flesh combined.
It lasts yet is gone:
touched, blessed, ravished and set free.
God’s heartbeat is born:
a baby to be loved
and hidden until strong enough
to be kissed in the Garden
and abandoned to the Cross.
What is it to be kissed?
It is surrender – in the moment
and for eternity.
Did shepherds and kings kiss you
O little one of Bethlehem?
Can I?
If I can’t, can we ever be one?
You kiss me till my dying breath,
O love eternal –
use my lips to bring that truth
to life today.
© Neil Thompson 2015