Incarnate nativity

Incarnate nativity

From bright eternity’s embrace
alpha and omega paced
entombed in nine months dark and pulse
the seed of God implanted.
Within the walls of motherhood
grown from everything of nothingness,
cells inside a fleshy cell
a universe within.

In such darkness this light grows
not to angel choir but hearty throb
muscle, sinew, bone enclothe
this everything from nothingness.

In darkness, pain and stench of beasts,
the child becomes the King of feasts
rich in poverty and poor in riches
and doomed as doom this is
to live, to die, to live again.
Incarnate nativity and reign.

You're quite a talented poet. Love your voice. Each line is almost a story of its own. I look forward to reading more of your work.

:)