A Poem for Advent

Advent 2015

I feel, I may,

Like Mary felt,

Visited by God

Then Raphael,

Then Jesus lain

In swaddling cloth.

A child’s thought

Had crossed my thoughts;

I crossed my feet

As Christ’s were crossed,

But where the nail

May then seen thrust

Through bone and sinew,

Blood stream forth,

I saw a vision of the Son,

Expanding light,

As sun stream forth

Like Eden shone:

A newborn Earth.