The Intangible Gift – a Poem by Marci McGowan
Advent
Anticipating
Quietly waiting and
Actively watching
Expectantly;
And coming ever so softly
Circling
Candling
Warming to the glow
Putting things out
Being present
To each other
And ourselves
Hoping
Sighing
Breathing and seeing,
Swaddling in a manger
The real royalty
Of a King
Now and forever Who is with us, in all ways.
Advent!
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