Dear reader,
I don’t usually write poetry, but if you’ll humor me- I have some free verse for you. Merry Christmas. Â
A Christmas Poem Â
Before our ad-vene, Â
Already set was the scene, Â
A short pass through the world, between two eternities, to be our lot.Â
Threatening to be filled with confusion, strife, enmity, a final loss?Â
If not for the light bursting forth, bearing the child, Â
Come to give the words of Life.Â
Where in this beginningless beginning was the conversation, Â
As the soul starts to see, despair weens, opening unto Â
A horizon hinting at promise of relationality,Â
Moving towards the one within three,Â
Surely, it’s not too good to be?  Is this what eyes of faith see? Â
Skeptics, humbugging, all tempting us leave, Â
and bide a life without hope. Â
Where then shall we go?  Â
Stay, abide, confide,Â
In the great mystery Â
Verticality, liminality, Â
Come, yes, come…. Â
Jesu, come.Â
A portal to the mystery of hope. Â