Daily Signet
O God,
We’ve lost anchor
and have no hold.
The darkness folds in
upon the light
and bounds our days
with the uncertain.
We seem left with less
and full of loss,
at a time when we need
so much of more.
And while we know
all the places that it is not,
we carry the worry
that that’s all we can ever know.
Time squeezes us tighter toward
shortened margins of light.
This advent — must it be
one toward ever-darkening days
or is there birth in its midst?
Dispel our fear.
Embolden our hope.
Deepen our love
that we might realign our days
to the birth in this season;
to the renewal of light in our hearts.
In Your Image. Amen.
Benjamin Martin
Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus) born 12-8-65 BC in Venosa, Italy: Roman poet in the time of Augustus, known for his Satires, The Odes, and Carpe Diem. Died 11-27-08 AD
Quotes: “A picture is a poem without words.” “Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents which in prosperous circumstances would have lain dormant.” “If you would have me weep, you must first of all feel grief yourself.”