Advent IV, 2025: A Poem

Advent IV, 2025 Watch with me, waitin the cold tolling stillnessfor the beckoning changeat the near edge of now,at the turning of the earth,when what has been, ohwith the stars in their arrangementspointing the way, becomes brilliant, becomesa blooming peal of deep joy,a radiance of awe, in excelsis, gloria! Kimberly M. King

Advent III, 2025: A Poem

Advent III, 2025 Especially now and particularly here,in these times of laden turnings and churningsof earth and thought and the ineffable Good, O Hearth, O Journey, O Laughter and Solemnity, let us hold joy in quiet glad-open handthat it might leap with a free heartinto the arms of awe and eyes of wonder. And may my…

Advent II, 2025: a poem

Advent II, 2025 Birth itself is a stripping away:the branches must let go and all waits in exposureand makes the offeringand bears the cold, though not alone, though not alone.There is the within that draws from the deeps  where the Good abides to nourish and sustain;where the necessary is shared with those who needwhere heart knowing hums the memory of birdsong once embraced…

Advent I, 2025: a Poem

Advent I, 2025 Origin, shape, shadow,the overt, the unnamed,the just, the frightened.All that is, the real,the whole that is entirely blessed,the fullness that stumbles,the immediate to horizonminimus-maximus all of it all.Everything is saturatedwith love, oh open my senses,overwhelm me with this, please;Render me so transparent that I too feel the quickening, this time of birth. Kimberly…

Advent II, 2024

Advent II, 2024 When I set out, I could not knowhow long, how far, how many,nor the sometime bitterness of the wind,nor the soul-deep warmth of the faintest fire.It is quite the adventure of unknowing, thisletting loose of any clarity beyondmy awe of magnitude and all that fills it.How much I feel, how small beneaththe…

Advent I, 2024

Advent I, 2024 I will go—this much I know.The journey, enticing; theway, uncertain; questionsremaining yetno longer oppressing;The destination,I do not doubt,revealed along the way.I will go—not I myself,alone with my wanderingsof mind and imagination,but with others, with wonder,sharing stories, seeking light. Kimberly M. King

The Comfort of Two Readings

Comfort, give comfort to my people, says your God… So begins the first reading of today’s liturgy and my first reading of the day… when I first read it, many different images all came to mind and heart. Some of them were from the news…the tents down the street, soldiers walking the streets in different…