Nocturne
Here's what we used for our family's Advent candle lighting this evening. I found it in last year's Christmas Eve service at the local UU church.
The year ends soon.
The year ends.
The noise of it, surely,
the sadness and joy of its days
grows quieter now,
muffled by this surprisingly temperate night.
A finger is put to the year’s trembling lips. Sh…sh…
The stars add no word of their own.
The candles bestow the gift of their light quietly,
asking nothing in return.
And the window panes reflect it back
without even a hint of commentary.
The darkness comforts and holds us,
like children rocking in a welcoming lap.
To and fro, up and down, are no more, now,
their rush, rush, rush now sleeping quietly,
cradled in the soothing arms of mother silence.
Stars, keep your peace.
Breath, move slowly now.
Silence, beautiful silence,
I bow in welcome. I bow in thanks.
Click here for Rene's candle page.
I found the picture you see at the top of this thread here.
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