To the Manor Born Again (an Advent Poem)

Phyllis Beveridge Nissila

But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him. (1 Corinthians 2:9)

To the Manor Born Again

All that we may glimpse

down here

at mid-day sun

and midnight clear

that shines of gold

and sparkles well

may yet prove fool’s

or diamonelle.


All that we may feel

down here

at rush of youth

and mellowed year

that lights the step

and warms the heart

may yet prove false

or fray apart.


All that we may know

down here

of trust and hope

and banished fear

is but a hint

of there and then–

the manor t’ which

we’re born again.


Image of advent wreath source.


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