During this winter of our discontent, spiritually between the birth celebration of Christmas and the Lenten period before Easter, this seemed somewhat appropriate for a cold and snowy Friday.
Light,
Warm and heavy
As pure gold
And the angels sing softly
To the new born babe
Lux,
calida gravisque pura velut aurum et canunt angeli
molliter modo natum.
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