Advent: 2020 Poem by DM W

Advent: and snow is falling slowly like
Swan feathered dreams. The calm, elusive light
Of the miraculous Christ child will soon
Be glowing, like a vibrant winter moon,
Over a soft blanket of purest white.
It will illuminate the frozen night;
With a surreal beauty beyond mere words.
O it will make earthly Art seem absurd!
It will guide us in these strained, troubled times.
We're still in search of ancient, trusted signs,
Amidst modern predicaments and woes.
Deeper human needs continue to grow
Within us. His Light and Love are profound.
This Advent: will we who are lost be found?