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.