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The evening begins with the darkening of trees,
and I enter the sweetest of solitudes.
Where the sun gives us color, setting in the west—

pink and orange, purple and navy: precursors all,
to the purposeful blackening of the sky, which,
nightly in December, forms a simple backdrop.

Yes, pageantry inhabits a cloud-filtered moonlight:
A few lonely stars.  Then the fullness of shadows is
come, is frozen into a landscape, into genuine hope—

where snowflakes fall on the evergreens, on footprints,
are lost in the darkness of deepening snow,
and where inside, the glow of a candle-flame comforts me.


first published in The Centrifugal Eye, later in Paper Snowflakes, available from Southern Hum Press

Our final homecoming involves not just ourselves and our fellow human beings but all of creation. The full freedom of the children of God is to be shared by the whole earth, and our complete renewal in the resurrection includes the renewal of the universe. That is the great vision of God’s redeeming work through Christ.

Paul sees the whole created order as a woman groaning in labour, waiting eagerly to give birth to a new life. He writes: “It was not for its own purposes that creation had frustration imposed on it, but for the purposes of him who imposed it – with the intention that the whole creation itself might be freed from its slavery to corruption and brought into the same glorious freedom as the children of God” (Romans 8:20-21). All that God has created will be lifted up into God’s glory.

December 2006