A Messy Advent
A Messy Advent..
For some~~
It is time for Advent
That special season of waiting
For a birth in a storied event..
Incarnation it is called..with a
Child arriving to save us from
Sins construed as so messy..
Re-contemplating that
Child.. recalling our own
Innocence..before our many
Journeys to far places
Seeking in messiness
Our illusive Innocence..
Until..with joyful Surprise
A discovery..at journey's end:
From our Innocence
We have never departed...!
Copyright © Charles Coon | Year Posted 2020
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