‘Toll requiem’, said sun to earth,
As the grass got thin.
The star-wheel went, all nails and thorns,
Over mill and kirk and inn.
The old sun died. The widowed earth
Tolled a black bell.
‘Our King will return’, said root to bone,
To the skeleton tree on the hill.
At midnight, an ox and an ass,
Between lantern and star
Cried, Gloria…Lux in tenebris…
In a wintered byre.
Lord, the Roman hyacinths are blooming in bowls and The winter sun creeps by the snow hills; The stubborn season has made stand. My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand. Dust in sunlight and memory in corners Wait for …
The “Journey of the Magi” was written by T.S Eliot in 1927. Many interpret this poem as a reflection of Eliot’s own journey from agnosticism to Christian faith. A cold coming we had of it, Just the worst time of the year For the journey, and such a long journey: …
Over the last four months I have been hard at work authoring a “World Religions Literacy” study app for the IPhone and ITouch. My app is now “live” in the ITunes store. A search for “World Religions Literacy” in the ITunes store will provide you with a link to download …
This is still my favorite contemporary Advent song. You can find the whole album “Yonder Shines the Infant Light” here. so i’m at this wheel it’s three am waiting for the caffeine to come around and life rears it’s ugly head again they say your radio’s cool and retail’s way …