Poetry for Advent

Several years ago, one of the highlights of Kaleo’s celebration of Advent was the poems that Amanda wrote for each week, weaving the themes of the weekly scripture readings into a beautiful tapestry of words. Since she’s moved to Austin (BOO!), Kaleo has not yet been gifted with another resident poet.

But Amanda is still writing amazing poetry, and it’s too good not to share here. Amanda’s a great writer, you should check out her blog - especially since I’m posting the poem in full here. If you like it, go leave a comment at her site and tell her…

the first week of advent

I am coming to terms
With the following truths:

That one day I will
Lose everyone I love

That the days are evil
That they are slipping through
My fingers like pieces of glass

That one day I will suffer death
That in the meantime I will suffer
Every day

That this happens to everyone
Who was born of flesh and blood
Those who are far off and those who are near

And that this was not meant to be

We were not meant for mortality
The world was not meant to be broken

And that this, all of this, every
Grief, every pain, every shattered soul
All of this too will be made right
At the trumpet sound, at the angel’s shout

But that we have to wait and fight
And mourn and groan along with creation
Until Emmanuel shall come
And we shall all rejoice

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*blushing* Thanks, Bill. :)

I think every church needs at least one resident poet. There are truths that can’t be expressed in prose–ergo, the biggest book of the Bible is all poetry.



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