What would you have me say to them?
When the priest himself can doubt the power
that guarantees the promise, he must hold
his peace.  Because this work is past your doing,
wait upon the hour when you will learn
to tell what you've been told.  All these groans --
now so inarticulate and meaningless --
are but the background to your real renewing.
So why fear this unexpected turn?
Relax!  And let the spirit of the babe within
instruct your aging bones in how to bless.

--- Mahlon H. Smith


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* Author's note: This reflection on Luke 1:18-22
was first published as a Christmas card
  (December 1971)..

Author's sketch: Zechariah's Silence

Collected Poems
Mahlon H Smith

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