Approach on Christmas Eve


Dark quiet night



Then a golden light

As a small bulb, bold


Against the darkness


Now a red gleam, same kind

Shines close by


And between the two,

Ridge lines of rounded bush

Are inferred to our sight


A porch lamp farther on,

And now we see the sidewalk


A platform sided by

Small walls,

Homely columns rising,

Leads to the door


The night has borders now

We feel invited

The world has definition,

And our way in

Is right


C L Couch