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It all ends,
you know.
Any sun-scarred sailor,
bedouin or darkened eye will tell you,
it all ends in the light.

It all ends.
All of it.
Every blood-soaked soldier,
shepherd or enslaved body will tell you,
it all ends when a child is born,
a son is given
and his names multiply
like the peace
of his kingdom.

David Tensen
from Advent reading Dec 2nd
Isaiah 9:1-7