The Coming And God held in his handA small globe. Look he said.The son looked. Far off,As through water, he sawA scorched land of...
“Hope” is the thing with feathers “Hope” is the thing with feathers -That perches in the soul -And sings the tune without the words...
Caged Bird A free bird leapson the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current endsand dips his wingin the orange sun...
Preludes IThe winter evening settles downWith smell of steaks in passageways.Six o’clock.The burnt-out ends of smoky days.And now a...
The Peace of Wild Things When despair for the world grows in meand I wake in the night at the least soundin fear of what my life and...
Advent Calendar He will come like last leaf’s fall.One night when the November windhas flayed the trees to bone, and earthwakes...
Advent Credo It is not true that creation and the human family are doomed to destruction and loss—This is true: For God so loved the...
Advent Wind whistling, as it does in winter, and I think nothing of it until it snaps a shutter offher bedroom window, spins it over...
The Winter Is Cold, Is Cold The winter is cold, is cold.All’s spent in keeping warm.Has joy been frozen, too?I blow upon my handsStiff...
On the Mystery of the Incarnation It's when we face for a momentthe worst our kind can do, and shudder to knowthe taint in our own...
Advent 1955 The Advent wind begins to stirWith sea-like sounds in our Scotch fir,It's dark at breakfast, dark at tea,And in between we...
Continuities Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost,No birth, identity, form—no object of the world.Nor life, nor force, nor...
Let Me Not Lose My Dream Let me not lose my dream, e'en though I scan the veil with eyes unseeing through their glaze of tears,Let me...
Advent Good Wishes Give you joy, wolf,when Messiah makes you meekand turns your roar into a cry thatjustice has been done for the...
Advent Hands I see the hands of Joseph.Back and forth along bare wood they move.There is worry in those working hands,sorting out...
Into The Darkest Hour It was a time like this,War & tumult of war,a horror in the air.Hungry yawned the abyss-and yet there came...
The Stable The winds were scornful,Passing by;And gathering AngelsWondered why A burdened MotherDid not mindThat only animalsWere...
ADVENT (On a theme by Dietrich Bonhoeffer) Look how longthe tired world waited,locked in its lonely cell,guilty as a prisoner. As...
The God We Hardly Knew No one can celebratea genuine Christmaswithout being truly poor.The self-sufficient, the proud,those who,...
Advent 'Come,' Thou dost say to Angels,To blessed Spirits, 'Come':'Come,' to the lambs of Thine own flock,Thy little ones, 'Come...
