Late Have I Loved You

by Artist Eye  

I love the magnificent mystery of Epiphany. The feast inhabits my imagination: a brocade slipper stepping in the stable mud, the glint of gold dropped in the straw, an exotic fragrance clinging to the swaddling cloth. These glimpses of earthly majesty upon their knees bring my own self conceits to repentance and lift my ordinary impulses to a higher purpose.

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