Advent Chat
after that, Mary sat
me down, took my hand,
and tried to make me understand
the sensation of gestation:
fast and slow…before you know
it’s over; yet a single day
can stretch patience
in a thousand painful ways.
she took my hand and caught my eye
with snatches of a lullaby
that her inner child composed
while sleeping into being.
before we rose
and returned
to cities where the forests burn
she taught me in every human tongue
to nod “let in me your word be done!”
Gabrielle Feuvrier
Posted at 04:11h, 11 Decemberthanks Greg
Peter Chouinard
Posted at 10:07h, 11 DecemberGreg,
I love it! One of your best poems I gave ever had the privilege to read.
Happy Advent and blessed Christmas.
Peace, Peter
Catherine von Zuben
Posted at 13:22h, 11 DecemberThank you for such a beautiful prayer.