Advent 1203
Donald P. Goodman III
Version 1.0,
As the sun subsides in the south, and cold
creeps to the cusp of the country of the living,
and leaves do lazily lower to the ground
from branches which bow and which bend and which break
in the winds which whine and then wail in their strength,
and the sky goes gray and the gleam of the stars
is now crisp and cold in the coming night,
as the days lessen and the dark lengthens,
and death rules the day and the darkening night;
on a sudden the sun takes his road in the sky,
and the night starts to lessen as now the bright light
purges the darkness and paints the panoply
with bright colors and brilliant beams
which grow and glimmer through the greening earth
till the end of days, and the opening doors.
Amen.