As Our Lord Approaches
12/25, ***As Our Lord Approaches
(Written to pray blessings for my poet friends)
Our O Holy Lord does’t mind what day it is.
See the children skip-dance beside him. Their
Arms and smiles flying into the air in a rising
Melody the Holy Spirit has composed for their
Approach to gathered crowds on this any day
That he comes to stand among us with outstretched
Arms. Do look closer to see the young people in
Revival singing up praises to heaven, with cheering.
Then, sight how the seniors, after lives long on
Trials sway silently, so filled with ecstasy and all
Thanksgivings, it is their tears that sing for their
Exclaiming souls. As words and voices, too, are lost.
Not Christmas or Ester alone surges with our souls,
But these any days rise in Alleluia’s! Our Love, of God,
Like the mountains en masse: bows, melts,
Moved to burst from our cores launched into Grace!
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(C) sally Young Eslinger 12/25/20
All thanks to God!
Copyright © Sally Eslinger | Year Posted 2020
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