This poem for the fourth week of advent appears in my first collection of poetry, Pruning Burning Bushes, and has the very clear and direct title, “A Christmas Poem.” Hope you enjoy!
A Christmas Poem
I took the fruit of some body, mixed it with the fruit of earth, birthed harmony in each small cookie— Mary's sowing, reaping, crushing, sifting, the cow with milk to give, hen with eggs to fold in. This season announces the melding of flesh with spirit. Remember our miracles blossom from trauma and this baking is beating ingredients, separating dough in heaping spoonfuls, elements indivisible— egg and sugar, wheat and water. Bit in, lick the crumb from your upper lip, partake in this communion. Now we are all here: laborer, consumer, life-giver, hovering over the tray.
For the fourth week of advent, I reflected on the theme of love over at Root & Vine, and I thought I’d share that little devotional with you here too. You can listen along above or hop on over to Root & Vine to read “In the Word: Date Night during Advent.”
Have a Merry Christmas, friends!
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