Shepherds

They wake up suddenly in the night
There is light And figures dancing in the sky
Clothed in more colours than the world can contain
And all the silences of the night
Leap in song
Like that of a river cascading from the wild mountain to the slow human plain
Gloria! Gloria in the highest!
A child's cry sounds from far away
It's almost day And in the brown-air town away below
Three travelers reap a star harvest and then go on their way again
Gloria! Gloria in the highest! Gloria! Gloria in the highest