Today: January 10, 2018

I haven't visited this place in quite some time.  But today is a quiet day, and I find myself looking about for something to do beyond yawning, and watching the shadows grow longer, so I wandered over here to this weed covered place...

I know this is late,  I mean Christmas was last YEAR already.  But, I have an excuse, Alzheimers.  It's good enough to keep em out of tha army.  But, it works great for getting elected to the presidency.  Anyway, here is something I wrote.  Save it for next year.  Or wait for me to write another, which ought to be really interesting:

The Light Is Always Here

       (A Christmas Poem)

 

Even as the rain is falling my heart is high.

We were just two this morning, she and I,

In shadows of a hidden Christmas morn,

Who took leave of our little, quiet, home

And along empty streets made way to Mass.

I saw Linus, Cletus, Clement as we passed,

Peter and the others on entering

This cold, and rain soaked, Christmas morning;

The silent old brown brick sanctuary

Full of dreams, prayers, and dozing memories.

 

The old church, I think, is always smiling

Happily, like a grandmother whiling

Hours by in prayer, waiting for company.

And always, there are children, two or three

To stop and look in wonder.

Don’t we still?  Yes!  We wander in quietly

Slow and wondering before we kneel, pray

And wait, always, for the Light of day!

 

While, just beyond our vision, far and deep

In eternal unquenchable active light,

Our Father smiles indulgently at

Peace always in living rest. Yet deep He moves

All sound and silence, with all time and aye

Present, past and many all in One Life.

 

Except we had been there, how could we know?

We sat on the sand one deep dawn long ago,

The Other One and I sitting hours so

Through a quiet star covered night alone;

Before sea’s soft waves far wind blown

Across the sea’s sleeping deeps and then to us.

Just two, just two two light at last to touch!

To rise and touch us at the break of day

After spangled night and all night’s life.

 

So then!  So now!  But this, this was no blazing

Star before which the dark world’s night fading

Brought a birthing brightness as it died away

For returning night’s promised hope of day.

 

We saw the Promised Light best this dark day!

Light once come will never more fade away.

Light of Christ! Infant in the manger dear.

The living, life giving Light always here!

 

PEG 12/29/2020