Ode to Advent in the Midst of a Pandemic

Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lieAbove thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go byYet in thy dark streets shineth, the everlasting lightThe hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight. The week began with the shortest, the darkest day of the year, the WinterContinue reading “Ode to Advent in the Midst of a Pandemic”