He was announced to Mary
His mother for earthly mold.
She knew He’d be special,
For she had been foretold.
And He was announced to Joseph
Temporal man at family’s head.
– Joseph married anyway –
His greatness is still read.
He was announced to herders,
‘Round campfires on Judah‘s hills;
Men know for their roughness –
Flesh, less frivolous frills.
Creatures from Glorious Yonder,
Harmonized them on the wing.
Announcements were made in verse.
Song is a wondrous thing!
He was announced to wise ones,
Far across Near Eastern sand.
Twilight’s lavender shade,
A new star joined the band.
“It can mean but one thing,” they said,
“A new head there is to crown.”
Camel and prince, and his gift
Traversed waves sifty, brown.
Each old herald in manner,
Is thanked for his timely thought,
But from their time, to ours,
The news had to be brought.
Burlap-clad, unsung, greats of yore
Told son’s sons, time on time.
Some traveled long, hard and late
In a worse, foreign clime.
Decades passed the Word along;
Announcements were made to tribes;
Were made in chieftain’s huts
Via tokens and bribes,
Were made inside the palace gates,
Were made to craftsman and slave,
To the weak, growing weaker,
To brawny man, thought brave.
Until, O Joyous Hour,
(After centuries of trust
It still was being told,
For telling it is a must)
Someone announced His birth to you –
To me, the story was clear.
Throughout this Christmas Season,
May their mem’ry be dear. – eab, 12/83
Penned in Friendsville, Tennessee on the western edge of Blount County.
