Monday, December 5, 2016

Poem: Advent Beauty by John Piper

Tilting on her yearly track
Advent beauty circles back,
Flying faster with the years
Hardly giving time for tears

First to dry upon the cheek –
Has it been more than a week
Since we laid both young and old
In the ground now winter cold?

Has there really been a spring
When the birds began to sing?
Has there been both summer, fall
Since the Baby in the stall

Called us with a Christmas bell
to sing, O Come, Immanuel?
Tilting on her yearly track
Advent beauty circles back,

Flying faster with the years –
Ah, but overtaking fears.
Let the Lord of Advent lift
Every care (an early gift);

See the Savior and the Son

Shine in advent candle one.