Advent I 2017
You are born
at the change of seasons
when textures and contrasts shift;
on the horizon at daybreak
and in the star-riddled heavens
shot through with cosmic grace;
You are born
in the ache and elation
of love’s fullness;
in the cry for dignity,
the work of justice,
the broad silence
of contemplation.
You are born
when we notice
ordinary glory
and stop
where we are
in a moment of divine wonder.
Kimberly M. King, RSCJ
Consider the Lilies 
Greetings from the UK. I enjoyed reading the poem. God bless you.Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
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