Christmas in Cadence .1
Two years have passed since I last posted a series of poems at Christmas. For me, carol and song, poem and rhythm are a vital heartbeat to the days of the Advent season especially. I have never lost the sense I had as a child, of Christmas as a time when the song that hums at heart of earth and depth of soul lifts its voice a little louder and we are invited to join the dance that is Love in motion among us. Somehow, poetry enters this dance for me, for it is a dance of words in which the story of this season whirls and glimmers even brighter. So, I'm reviving my "Christmas in Cadence" posts. A poem every few days during this luminous season. I'll start with one by Madeleine L'Engle, a writer beloved of my heart. Madeleine is a writer whose words are a light in my mind, shedding a life-giving brightness over my thoughts about God. A poem about those fabled followers of the star, the wise men, seemed a good place to begin, especially as we are about to begin our inner journey of Advent.
The Wise Men by Madeleine L’Engle
A star has streaked the sky. pulls us, calls. Where, oh where, where leads the light?
We came and left our gifts and turned homeward. Time had passed, friends gone from sight[
One by one, they go, they die to now, to us- gone in the dazzling dark of night.
Oh how, and where, and when, and why and what, and who, and may, and should, O God, and might a star, a wind, a laugh, a cry still come from one- the blazing word of power and might-
to use our gifts of gold and myrrh and frankincense as needed, as our intention was to do the right?
Here, there, hear- soft as a sigh- willing, loving all that is spoken, back to the flight
blazing too fierce for mortal eye. Renew- redeem, oh, Love, until we, too, may dazzle bright.