Poetry list
advent lost
leafless days as
winter’s sparse colour
and shrinking light
lead us to a gift
unasked but beyond
price and comprehension
of its meaning
it happened and we
have lost its blessing
by confusing
anticipation with
satisfaction and
preparation with
celebration
it is the emptiness
and the need the
power of the future
owned only by
the otherness of
love where
holiness completes
even those who
never can be until
the breath has joined
the spirit and the
self has lessened
to nought
the leaves will
return not because
we quaff and indulge
pretend and shut our
eyes only when we
wait
and hope
© Neil Thompson 2022