Sunday, December 18, 2011

Advent: Night symphony

Watchfires scattered
on cold, rocky fields

sitting, cloaks drawn
against cold, watching

random bleatings,
mewings, night sounds

black night
star studded

tenor or soprano
first, then basses

baritones and altos next
voices joining, rising

explosion of sound
night sky filled

with light, radiant
star shining down

voices, light, heavens
beckoning  hallelujah

unto us
unto us
unto us

This is the fourth Sunday of Advent, when the fourth candle is lit in anticipation of the coming of God’s Son. If you’d like to learn more about the season of Advent, I recommend Discovering Advent, an e-book by Mark Roberts, spiritual director of Laity Lodge.

Photograph: Galaxy by Petr Kratochvil via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.


Louise Gallagher said...

unto us
unto us
unto us

Beautiful, Glynn!

HisFireFly said...

There is a holy hush here...

unto us


Maureen said...

It's that lighting of the candle that stirs me, giving me reason to hope.

Sheila said...

beckoning hallelujah.

That. wow.

S. Etole said...

To us and for us ... all gift.

Patricia said...

yes... so lovely... imagining the explosion of sound. Happy to be sharing this Advent with you and your beautiful writings.

Anonymous said...

Wonderful scene setting in the first stanza...the whole poem resonated with the awe I used to feel as a child...and then as a teacher, that I tried to pass on.

Duane Scott said...

This is one of my favorites… :)

Thanks, Glynn.

P.S. When can I get your book in print? You know I want a signed copy, don't you? :)

Anonymous said...

you brought me right into the scene.

Anonymous said...

Fabulous. Loved the transition and the crescendo, Maestro Glynn.

caryjo said...

Love this!