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A Song in the Dark

from Call & Response by Dale C. Fredrickson, Poet

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“Why did God become human?”
She asks with sincere uncertainty.
Isn’t it mysterious?
God—
sleeping in a manger
nursing from Mary’s breast
crying on Joseph’s arms.
What does incarnation mean?

“Why did God become human?”
He asks with forthright skepticism.
Doesn’t it all seem unbelievable?
God—
drinking sorrow’s poison
crying in pain forsaken
dying on a criminal’s cross.

“Why did God become human?”
The question whirls in our minds
with heightened curiosity.
Divinity swaddled by human flesh
Kingdom come in a baby’s breathe
Infinite being now finite frail contingent
Could this child mean?
God is not against us, in our minds,
where fears are, suppressing our dreams.

She peers into the makeshift crib and he sits beside her.
Proud tears fall on her brown cheeks and he holds her.
They listen to his breathing as life with the child begins.
isn’t it astonishing?
God—
fussing in a manger
crying from a cross
sharing life with us.
Could this child mean?
God struggles with us, in our hearts,
where love is, sharing our dreams.

The child is born.
Underneath the stars,
Wise men search, Angels appear, and Shepherds hear.
Underneath the stars
The promise of love transforms all fears.
Underneath the stars
The weary, the wounded, the seekers here.
A song fills the air.
“Gloria, in excelsis deo.”
“I hear salvation’s song,” she whispers.
“Listen, lean near, and listen to the slow ocean
of this child’s breathing; Calming, calling, drawing near.”

By Dale C. Fredrickson

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from Call & Response, released September 24, 2016

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Dale Carl Fredrickson Denver, Colorado

Dale is a poet from Denver, Colorado. He’d like to inspire the entire world but finds that inspiring himself and his family and friends is work enough. He writes and speaks about beauty and misery and his favorite story is the one about how love surprises us in the end. He fails a lot. On his best days, he lives by Samuel Beckett’s motto, “Try again. Fail again. Fail better.” ... more

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