• advent journal: snow

    by  • December 17, 2013 • advent journal, community, grief • 3 Comments

    Down all my decembers I haveBethlehem in the Snow

    sung about bleak midwinters

    this is the first I remember

    snow falling in Bethlehem —

    even as I sit in the sunshine

    of a  sixty degree afternoon.


    The weather of my heart

    has seen mostly grey days of late;

    in the fatiguing fog of grief

    I find comfort in that couple

    on the Palestinian road,

    whether slouching or singing


    their way into town — and now

    comes word that they’ve run into

    snow just outside of the city.

    Should we drive out and find them,

    or do we just go on knowing they

    somehow always seem make it . . .


    I am not carrying my own weight

    these days, you see. But then, no

    one gets through the storm alone.

    No one. Grab your boots; we

    cannot wait. O come, let us go

    into the cold and bring them in.





    Blogging since December 2005


    3 Responses to advent journal: snow

    1. Jane
      December 17, 2013 at 5:13 pm

      Sometimes, when we feel like we’re just slogging along, we’re actually leaving tracks and making a way for others to follow…

      This has been a beautiful Advent series. Thank you, Milton!

    2. December 17, 2013 at 5:58 pm

      You have deeply touched me, so much so that I have contemplated plagiarism.

      • December 18, 2013 at 2:35 pm

        Thanks, Ragan. Now you know how I feel when I sing your words and music.


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