Advent

It is the Christ Child
Who beckons us.
Who invites us to come in.
Who gives us the child in ourselves.
To accept and to believe.

The Child is our new beginning,
Our green pasture to harvest
In fertility a new acreage.
Our dried up souls grow fresh,
Moved by the gaze of a child
Who takes away our un-quietness,
Our rot, our stones, our grimness.

And in Your invitation Lord
You take us to Yourself in flesh and blood and food and drink.