Psalm For The 4th Sunday In Advent Poem by Steven Federle
Psalm For The 4th Sunday In Advent
In the morning mist
wait the coastal hills,
waves fixed, sea frozen
to solid rock,
smooth
as rippled silk.
The mountains wait too,
but closer to the sun
they know more,
and do not despair
for they know that soon
heaven will call on them
to proclaim His peace
and plenty!
Then will the poor
have their fill
of justice.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
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