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Candlelight - A Poem

The candle we lit

last night and held

together in the

darkness, one hundred souls

one hundred wicks

raised in carol

there in the

sanctuary

our quiet place of

safety

a cleft carved in the rock

of the world

where we've been

hidden from

all the shouting, from the

howling of the wind

especially these past three

blustery years

no scarcity of light

even as we parcelled it out

each lick of flame

multiplied upon contact

with the next bare wick

eye sockets strangely aglow

shadows and reflections at all angles

twelve baskets of wonder of

gratitude left over.

Was it a candle we held

or the hands of all the saints

tongues singing Christmas

hymns or messengers heralding

Heaven's glory?

Action:

As you light the candle of Advent, share with each other one way that Jesus has brought light and hope into your world this year.