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Advent to Christmas: Waiting, poem by Peter Menkin
by Peter Menkin How the season turns in the day, in the continued And continuing holiday--for the birth Of our Saviour. What to do, but wait on the Lord. Awaken. No tree yet, for Advent three is tomorrow Sunday. Tomorrow, a treebut not real, Facsimile, model green foot high Christmas tree. Reminder of the season, Season of kindness, hope, Thanks be to God. A small sculpture in angles This tree. Symbol of evergreen, It is a pleasure to see you again. Awaken. Waiting for the newness in the winter, In the dark as days turn more towards the light, And the California cold with rain Tells of the weatherman's prediction: Grey sky, clouds--let the brightness Of the season with its cheer leave us In joy and remembrance As we think of others. Let us remember the hope The birth of Christ means, Renewal and New Testament of Gospel pleasures and comfort. Tree, slim and modern of the 21st century Likeness of the living reality, we know Christ will come. Awaken. Poem or prayer, this journey of Christmas, This series of still words in the calm of the Night Brings serene knowledge of quiet Expectation. Awaken. Celebration in patience is the hallmark this Year, in the cold late night awakening Of the truth remarkable, the new Christmas, Again, this time of the year, hallowed days Of the expectant waiting on the Saviour. Peter Menkin, an aspiring poet, lives in Mill Valley, CA USA where he writes poetry. He is an Oblate of Immaculate Heart Hermitage, Big Sur, CA and that means he is a Camaldoli Benedictine. He is 64 years of age as of 2010. Copyright Peter Menkin http://www.petermenkin.blogspot.com Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |