Three Poems of Advent

Waiting for Christmas

Alone in the house
Quiet folds aroundme
Leaves silently flutter
Past the window
My hands hold close
My Christmas mug
The coffee's turning cold
I sit longer
Savoring the stillness

12/13/15



 Waiting

In silence
my heart is
free to wander
pathways otherwise
obscured by noise

My soul
opens to the
quiet and is
nourished and
watered by the
depth of stillness

How fitting that
this truth should
nudge its way
into my being
at this time of waiting

Just before
the burst of
angel song
and glorious loud
proclaiming of
the Son.

12/13/15



Silence

I hadn't realized
How noisy my life had become
Traveling, visiting
Living in a house with others

Now as I sit in silence
In an empty house
My soul opens
and my heart breathes

I have missed
the quietness and peace of solitude
But I've been welcomed
To a different world

Still, I shall work
To find these quiet spaces
Where the stillness speaks
and silence gives embrace.

12/14/15