Impact

A crash deafens the hillside

The sound of two dimensions colliding–

            time and eternity

            earth and heaven

A sizzling line traces the intersection between the two planes

And flame explodes along the line–

            blinding bright–

A roaring blast that drives shepherds and sheep

into the earth 

Flame resolves itself into forms–

White-hot beings pouring thickly across the sky in

layers of sound and light–

            Glory to God in the highest

            and on earth–

                        in a stable– 

A thin wail rises into the chorus

The sound of two dimensions colliding–

            time and eternity

            earth and heaven–

Flame resolves itself into form 

I know, because I saw the baby

I am only a shepherd, but I know, because I saw the flame

receding beneath his translucent baby skin–

            blinding bright–

submerged beneath human flesh 

I am only a shepherd, but since then

I have grown quicker to recognize such moments of

collision between two worlds, when I sense

layers of sound and light that feed my longing

feed the flame in me–

            blinding bright

            white-hot tongues of flame licking my soul

            melting my soul

submerged beneath my human flesh 

I live only in such moments

Enduring the time between

Waiting to see his face again 

Just once more

to see that baby’s face