Phyllis Beveridge Nissila

Advent

“The people who walk in darkness will see a great light; Those who live in a dark land…

Yet out the shrouds of winter

a candle flicks and calls

to passers-by bereft,

whose hearts long iced

‘neath palls,

whose dreams long since

glazed o’er,

whose spirits long since

stalled.

 

Yet heard within the glooming

a thrush’s fluted song,

to passers-by bereaved,

whose requiems

long soft,

whose hope long since

greened over,

whose strains of youth

far off.

 

Yet out the frost-seared landscape

the earth sends up faint scent,

to passers-by

in winter,

a hint of nosegays past,

when hearts and hopes

were young,

and everything

would last…

…The light will shine on them.” (Isaiah 9:2)

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