merry christmas three ish days early... I think the eve is my most favorite day.
this is a poem I got from a friend--- kind of a liturgy.
it is a time of whispers
of rumors and echoes
angels are unfurling their wings
stars are dancing new steps
and the universe is drawing breath
for now we live in the waiting time
let the darkness gather
let the seasons change
let the nights draw in
to their darkest moment
the light is on it's way
so come now
be a blessing to the frantic and worried world
come now
and find space
silence
stillness
for God is slipping into skin
and restless in the womb
it is advent
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