CHRIST
IN WINTER: Reflections on Faith from a Place of Winter for the Years of Winter…
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If I stare hard and long
into days that are no more
I may see there a moment
Long-forgotten
perhaps a day in June
with sunlight
on golden hair
riding slow on air so soft
that even angels
held their breath
on that day that is
no more
If I stare hard and long
into this day of now
I may find there some moment
present of the present
a lingering bit of warmth
from the touch of my empty cup
that gives me one more breath
on this day that is
John
Robert McFarland
johnrobertmcfarland@gmail.com
The
“place of winter” mentioned in the title line is Iron Mountain, in Michigan’s
Upper Peninsula [The UP], where life is defined by winter even in the summer!
[This phrase is explained in the post for March 20, 2014.]
I
tweet as yooper1721.
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