Advent is a season for stillness and
Quiet discernment, when we understand
Deeply, the notion of active waiting
For Him. And then, our hearts can truly sing.
O He will come to us as ragged child,
And help us to bless, all things that are mild!
He will come to us, and like a flower
Arise from cold earth, with subtle power.
Advent is a sacred time when we find
Sanctuary, away from pressure signs,
And appreciate what life is truly
Worth; sharing our dreams with our families
And friends. It's a time when we gently bask
In the warm glow of firesides. When our tasks
Are over for the day, we can repose,
And consider winter's first, precious rose.
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Author:
Dominic Windram (
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Beautiful metaphors decorate this poem and give it meaning. Nicely worded it shines at this time of year. Well done
Good write D.
Well written, your poem explores the theme of Advent as a time of spiritual reflection and preparation for the coming of Christ. You emphasize the importance of stillness, family connections, and appreciating the simple joys of life during this sacred season.
Thanks...much appreciated! I'm hoping to include this poem in an e- book entitled: Winter Meditations.
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