Initial G with Birth of the Virgin

The birth of all high-culture,
of all things, higher merit.
Our streaming faith, we couldn’t bear it.
It sets one like a stinging ulcer.

life was so overwhelming that,
we wanted to compare,
through intentions in the air-
in none of us, is a need to react.

The child takes us awry,
is it about the time it takes to reason?
When will there be enough bread this season?
It’s easy to ignore it if you don’t try

Suddenly the colored vines muster up a blur;
The whole world wrapped ‘round inside, a truth we must concur