Wednesday, 16 December 2015

Advent (deep calls to deep)

Advent  (deep calls to deep)

Deep calls to deep
the imprint of God upon the ghost of spirit,
a watermark in virgin paper,
a tincture of a whisper
from creation’s nativity.
We too bring gifts to the child –
the twisted gold tinsel
crown for a king,
fragrant candle
for a deity,
the romantic fairytale
an antiseptic for reality.
This is a death and entrance,
a lower case alpha and omega,
the bracketed phrase
in the sentence of eternity.
This is no stable
mucked out and sterile
but God among
the droppings
of mankind.

from 'Advent Oddessy' my book of Christmas related poetry