Advent

Stephanie


My Gaelic daughter,

A child of grace.

A spirited heart,

An angelic face.

Fears of a mother

Go ahead of her steps.

No greater joy,

Her pain is kept.

Walk among the clover,

Feed under the thatch.

Angels go as you rover .

A lassie of no match.

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Walked Among the Woods


I looked past the window pane and saw the gray bleak sky,

and felt the chill left in the house where all the quiet abides.

I’m not sure which bird I heard but off in distance it sings,450c8ca1-e7b9-43e3-ad55-e1a7474cf539

And I listen until the quiet resumes, then hear him once again.

Ice has passed and snow’s to come, blanketing frozen ground,

as I walked among the woods a breaking crunching sound

of frozen earth reminds me of the labored year has passed.

We look for good news to come, and hope that will surpass.

This hope was birthed among the timbers and quiet baby born,

yet the world goes on the same, even after Christmas morn.

Listen, as the year ends, Father times bids us farewell,

while the story remains anew among the promised tale

of birth and baby, poverty persist and still it overcomes,

rage and war and even death as life brought by a son.

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The Journey


IMG_3668Dark and bleak the days become,

Mother and child still are one.

They seek shelter for the night

against the cold weather’s fright.

A manger, a stable, they find by grace.

In the night, their stay finds pace

to birthing pains inside the shed.

Labor and love defies world’s dread.

Where infant cries break the sounds

all kings and shepherds seek to surround,

as star reflects hope and the son,

God enters the world among

on this our Christmas Day…

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He Came


As the chickadee finds its nest,


among the prickly leaf…


The labored Mother sighs


as birthing finds relief…




Then nature joins a chorus,


among the star they sing…


Humanity realized His birth


of the Resurrection King…




He came among the world


in quiet winter’s rest…


Chickadee without notice


continues to make his nest…




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He Came


As the chickadee finds its nest,

among the prickly leaf…

The labored Mother sighs

as birthing finds relief…

Then nature joins a chorus,

among the star they sing…

Humanity realized His birth

of the Resurrection King…

He came among the world

in quiet winter’s rest…

Chickadee without notice

continues to make his nest…

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Winter’s Sun


Silver sky fades
into
fallen
season.
Trees barren branches
reaching
into
dismal
light.
Time takes back yesterdays;
weathered
sky
prepares
solemn
mood.
Impending winter will
be;
chilling
stillness
prepares
for
tomorrow’s advent.
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1st Sunday in Advent: He Came


As the chickadee finds its nest,

among the prickly leaf—

The labored Mother sighs,

as birthing finds relief.

Then nature joins a chorus,

among the star they sing—

Humanity realized his birth,

of the resurrection King—

He came among the world,

in quiet winter’s rest—

chickadee without notice,

continues to make his nest—

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