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NARRATOR:
It must have been as though time had stopped
As the little family huddled around
The newly formed Center of the Universe.
As a cow watched, humans
Did what all animals do,
Give birth.
A couple of goats continued to chew hay,
Some birds in the rafters rustled
While peeping sleepily from under their wings.
And in spite of what sweet carols say about
"No crying He makes,"
The baby must have cried.
That is how babies communicate.
She picked Him up
Held Him to her breast and fed Him.
The old cow lowed
Because she knew how good it was
To feed your baby.
And the Baby drifted off to sleep.
Did He dream?
Could He dream yet?
And if He did, did He dream of God,
Tomorrow,
His mother,
What His life would be?
With His blurred, new vision
What else could he see?
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