Thoughts for Advent: Day Twelve

A Poem for Day Twelve

It's not that I don't want to know

It's just that I fear the ache

The gut kick of reality

that comes with knowledge

Life plays out

like a Eugene O'Neill

churning my stomach

with the pain

So, I skim and scan 

Not reading

for understanding

I browse the world 

Trepidation

keeps my heart 

invested to the degree

I deem manageable

Fear, it seems 

offers a safety rail

Shields me from

the unmet longing

O, long away,

little heart

Wake this morning

to a pain-filled world

and long away

Do not fear

an endless night

This is Advent

There comes a light

-lisa, 12 December, 2013