strange visitors

 

come with me

to the darkest most beautiful night

that the world has ever seen

and ever might

we can sit in the straw

we'll get warm from it

and watch the stillness draw

a cloak of peace

through a time of war

lambs are calling in the fields

that this night is forever

and forever yields

to this night

we are there

hid in the warmth

from things that are old

and things that are rare

look look my friend

gold

frankincense

and myrrh