Monday, December 16, 2013

Thoughts for Advent: Day Sixteen

A Poem for Day Sixteen

Somewhere in the silence
I sense a shifting

In this weighty darkness
a low and lambent light

The biting blackout
begins to loosen

Joy is coming
Joy is coming
JOY is coming

Prepare with me
to welcome


-lisa, 16 December, 2013

1 comment:

Sharon said...

"The biting blackout begins to loosen. Joy is coming!" I can hear those last three words as a barely discernible deep throbbing sound today. Very insistent and powerful. Thank you!