An Advent Poem

Luke 2.8-14

they did not seem to notice,
grazing, oblivious
that the sky was burning,
that this world was ending.
each icy fleck
grew and warmed,
and exploded into this conflagration of heaven.
nor did they seem to hear,
grazing, deaf
to the melody cascading
over the grass and ceders.
a Song
that seemed so very old
and ancient,
but News to us.

This entry was posted by Richard Beck. Bookmark the permalink.

2 thoughts on “An Advent Poem”

  1. In no way is your poem too sweet or unwelcome Richard.
    I found it beautiful and inspiring, and indeed used it for my candlelit advent meditation yesterday.

  2. Thanks Drew. I think I just get self-conscious when sharing poetry. But I wrote the poem as a prayer and I'm honored you used it as such.

Leave a Reply