e p i p h a n y

frozen white, and icy breath brings to mind
the miracle of this season
underneath my icy heart, flesh sluggish beyond
reason, vampired by dread, its old roots rooting
deep in my head
robed in selfishness and sarcasm
at this frigid time in the black of night
as the brightest light the soul of God is scene
that bright star, rising on mercy wings makes out
of blue black icy winter spring
in the very middle of my worrying, across my barren desert
trot three kings, gifts now, offering, gold now
offering
gold, frankincense and myrhh,
perfect love and perfect trust proffering
flesh and body all unguarded
and if any should melt and melt till they become water
are reborn in water, fire, spirit
if any, should dissolve in tears and in shaking weeping
be reborn
if any
should at surrendering shit become the newborn king
this is epiphany