Author’s Note: Today is the Winter Solstice – the shortest day in terms or actual daylight. So in honor of the Creator’s grand order of changing Seasons and in celebrating them, I offer these poems.
Winter Night
Autumn is slumbering into winter,
messy and graceful like God’s ongoing
Advent within us.
And the World stands
Still, again
and Silent
Like it did once on a Holy Night
thousands of years ago.
Winter Solstice Luna
Brilliant ivory friend of mine,
rising with quiet passion over the
midnight mountains…
you, all fecund…
me, all lost, empty and searching…
You light my way, oh gracious Luna,
Lighting the splendid darkness of my
night with Divine light.
Gift
The late afternoon sky reminded
me of old, worn out bones,
ashen gray but filled with a holy Spirit,
mine and God’s.
and I wondered if my life would be as
much of a gift to those who have
been such a Gift to me…
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