Poems for the Season

Enter winter, slowing snowy time, black and white, sometimes clear blue, often only gray, yet ever green.

Earnest winds blow; birds survive; trees creak.

Light shrinks before the annual blinding.

Winter enters our habitat with the aplomb of an angel:

Greetings to the old and the cold, to the resting and sleeping. Hail also the bold, the hale and foolhardy.

Winter is here. Look out your windows. Be stilled inside. Go outdoors. Greet ice and wind.

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O Advent Morn

The waning moon is smiling

Is this the dawn of

The last age of war?

As sparrow song in

Humble chirping greets us

We kneel to praise You

Great Creator Spirit:

Thanks for this day

Please hear our prayer for peace

O God beyond the fading morning star.


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