Advent 2019 – angel of womb and wonder

Sweet face of an Angel

That gestational moment,
seems we are always in it,
the fomenting of creation
for all that may be possible-
world, nature, being,
ideas, motivations, meanings-
enough to fill our waiting arms.

And now a babe-
a small being achieves
all that which seems impossible.
Springing into newness,
Here! Look! Hold!
An incarnation of love and spirit
worthy of worship and laughter and wonder.

We hold all of creation in our arms.

*** in honor of our new great nephew, born just this morning, 12/24/2017. Welcome to the world, KJ!

Note:12/06/2019 This was originally written at the birth of our great nephew,
KJ, two years ago.
And now tonight, a new boy, a new son, grandson, brother and great nephew. Welcome to the world, Isaac! We are happy you are here!

Advent 2019 – angel of high deserts and wandering prophets

Angel 2

Its tough
wandering from oasis to oasis
in the high desert,
The days seem endless
with only the ravens for company.

Once I heard there was someone,
someone the old men talked about,
someone who could bring bloom to the dry places
and honey from the stone.

I thought that there might be a way,
a light, a star to follow
that would lead to the right place
where that someone would be.

And I thought I would know when it happened
and that person would know me
and would call me by my real name.
And the ravens would become doves
and rise into the light
like angels in the desert sky.