Advent Perceptions

The red upon green
A dull-golden sheen;
White walls played with flickering light.
A song in the air,
Both broken and fair,
Lifts sorrow and darkness is bright.

The stars in the trees
Are new, glowing leaves,
So sparse, yet like halos of sun.
The carols sung nigh
And wind in the sky:
Two melodies mingled as one.

The children that play
And sing by the way
Are hatted and coated and gloved.
The silver-white snow
Helps warm hearts to know
How blesséd they are to be loved.

Oh, feel the joy burn
At Christmas’ return:
Goodwill to men and peace on earth.
This season of death
By God has been blest
As time for the Living Word’s birth.