Let us all be blessed with stable eyes
Father, it is only a small cry mingling with the young girl Mary's low moans, the anxious beating of Joseph's heart as he bends close to her, the restless pawing of perplexed animals in the soft dirt.
Such a brief sound dropped in the straw, just as Heaven's veil splits open above terrified shepherds hunkered in the night fields with their docile flocks...
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