After Christmas

One last poem from Ann Weems to close out the 2015 Advent season:

Later

Later 
   after the angels,
      after the stable
         after the Child
   they went back . . .
       as we always must,
   back to the world that doesn't understand
       our talk of angels and stars
          and especially not the Child.
We go back complaining that it doesn't last.
They went back singing praises to God!
We do have to go back,
   but we can still sing the alleluias!