How will you bear the story?

In the beginning was the word, scattered everywhere.

Then the word was assembled with experience, colored

with the red of blood and the black of eyes, and the word

became a sentence and the story took shape.

The question posed to the magi was not what gifts do you bring?

but good or bad, either way, can you bear the story?

It is a question best borne with song.

That is why the angels sang, and so must we.

from the beautiful due

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