Blessing…

IMGP0600

Advent, day seven.

Yesterday, we woke to a woods hung up with ice and snow. The dark wet brown of the forest floor, wet from so many weeks of rain, was blanketed with white snow. It was beautiful, like a Christmas card.

Today’s poem is an old friend, written many years ago, at a time when the world seemed dark. Depression stalks many of us, but we are not alone.

We are never alone.

 

Emmanuel

 

Evening draws in closer

Frost, it hangs like lace

Tired leaves brown and speckle

Then slowly fall from grace

Sometimes it seems that spring is shackled

And summer fell in deep disgrace

 

In days like these when darkness seems

To swallow light

I offer you, my friend, this blessing;

Emmanuel

God with us

 

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s