The Child Who Is Peace
Silent Night, starlit night, a world lies waiting.
The heavens brighten in an instant
Heralding the child who is Peace.
Rude beginnings, straw-filled manger, warm beasts lowing -
Father, mother, smile contented,
Gazing at the child who is Peace.
Shepherds come from hills surrounding, awe and fear abound
Find the family; fear is banished
Drawing near the child who is Peace.
From afar, the wise and noble travel ‘cross the land.
Seeking, searching - a star still beckons;
To learn from the child who is Peace.
Now to us the choice is given - never again to fear.
Can we live with one another,
Remembering the child who is Peace?
- T. A. Baillieul