One candle burning bright
Reminds us of the end of night.
Two candles, shining, glowing,
Guide us on the way we’re going.
Three candles, slender blooms
Whose fragrance graces our heart rooms.
And in the middle, one true light,
Always shining, always bright,
Hands outstretched to lead and guide,
Love from which we cannot hide,
Rose that blooms in desert wild –
King and Ruler, Holy Child.
~EMP, Advent 2010
2 comments:
Another wonderful poem, Beth! I really do love Advent... Season of Light!
Thanks, Erin. Me too. Hope your Christmas was merry and bright! I'm just so glad to be home.
Post a Comment