Thoughts for Advent: Day Nineteen

A Poem for Day Nineteen

My favorite nights
are under stars

Bare headed
to their light
Warmth of fire
at our feet

We tell
stories

Our stories

Old stories
New stories
Stories that make us laugh
until we cry

Or cry
until we laugh

Stories of wonder
pain and process

Stories of failure
fame and
faith

We tell the stories
yes

But the stories also
tell us

We know ourselves
through them
A growing clarity
on who we are

This season speaks
the most gorgeous tale

And yet I manage
to mostly
miss it

Hush now
Hush

Magic Story
true and unbelievable at once
Teach me

I quiet down
and choose
to listen

-lisa, 19 December, 2013