yesterday i heard a voice beyond my window calling
“sweetheart! sweetheart! sweetheart!”
with a brightness undiminished by the numbing cold.
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o Love ever-burning
Who will lift the shroud of night
heaven’s light fresh to reveal
overcome death’s with’ring blight
deign our wounded hearts to heal?
Feast-Keeping: The Longest Night of the Year
In much of the Northern Hemisphere the days are growing shorter, colder; the darkness catches us off guard with its earliness. The trees have passed their peak of autumn splendor and now are giving up their withered leaves one by one; the flowers are fading fast; the browning grass is going to sleep until the spring. All nature is making the long descent into winter, to the longest night of the year, but we humans rage against this dying of the light.
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and yet here’s Truth
tell us, bethlehem
how the King will come —
enfleshed in the frame of a
child obscure?
the Healer comes
the Healer comes
on wings of dawn
your woeful wounds
on Him He takes
o Love gentle
o Love gentle, patient, kind
make us once more wholly Thine
wednesday
against a gray and gloomy sky
the crimson oak leaves wildly wave
they’ll drift into an early grave
forgotten by the passers-by
as a child
when i was a child
i wanted all the answers
thinking if i knew what was ahead
the waiting somehow surely would be easier
easter sunday
two syllables turn despair back to delight
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good friday
today the warmth returned
and the blond-haired boys were
running wild through beds
of brittle hydrangea
and barren rose canes
when the littlest
still unsteady on his feet
caught his teddybear bib on a thorn