There’s little buzz in our home
Advent begins, Christmas approaches
Decorations are an obligation
And only a few materialize
There’s talk of times past
Wondering how we did it all
Guilty whispers that can be ignored
How can an empty nest
Seem so busy?
How can a season
Seem so different?
Jim - I love these words and the ideas they bring to a season of Advent. Waiting isn't easy, and this season can be painful and difficult and lonely. I think in part because it comes with such high expectations. I'm learning that I need to live life during this season, waiting while I am living, rather than just put everything on hold for a giant, emotional frenzy. But it's not easy.
ReplyDeleteThanks for joining our High Calling Advent Project. I think your poem brings a lot of richness to all the others thoughts.
charity - thanks for the project and including my poem. i plan to post another advent related poem on sunday or monday.
ReplyDeleteIf there is one thing I have learned, Jim, it's that every season has its own variety of busy. And as my kids grow, funny how it seems to accelerate that mystery! I really enjoyed this poem. Sad and sweet at the same time. Lovely.
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