Grace and Love (Poem)

Grace and Love

Waiting, I watch the spread
of silver-backed stars,

their flickering like the careless
tremolos of screech owls

settling for the night in Tamarack
trees. I wait for the silencing

of the birds' bouncing notes,
for the up-raised voicing of song

by the sheep-less shepherds
soon to mob the manger

in Bethlehem. I prepare to join
Wise Men, to follow the one

light meant to burn brightest
through all of Israel's house.

So long I wait for journey's end,
in grace and love, for Him again.

 © 2017 Maureen E. Doallas
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 Some of my other Advent-related poems:

"Numbered Days" (2013)

"Holly, Ivy, Mistletoe" (2013)

"Light to Come" (2012) 

"With the Berryville Monks on Christmas Eve" (2010)

"Joy-Waiting in Advent" (2009)