The Glory
by Madeleine L’Engle
Without any rhyme
without any reason
my heart lifts to light
in this bleak season
Believer and wanderer
caught by salvation
stumbler and blunderer
into Creation
In this cold blight
where marrow is frozen
it is God’s time
my heart has chosen
In paradox and story
parable and laughter
find I the glory
here in hereafter
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4 comments:
Thanks for posting all of these, Charlie. I've enjoyed them.
These have been great. I hope you do more things like this in the future.
Oh Jesus, the last one, snif, wish we had some more ... maybe a new year blog huh? thanks charlie, can't wait for next year advent. hugs. luv ya.
Wow, this is such a great blog featuring these lovely and great short Christmas poems. I love ready poems, especially the ones that I can share in cards too. Thanks for sharing!
Sarah :)
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