Poetry from the pen of Pat Marsh

Wednesday 16 December 2015

A Christmas Prayer


Baby-small
vulnerable
risk-taking God,
re-enter our hearts
as we ponder your coming amongst us.

Holy and beautiful
radiant God,
shine in our dark
as we think of your birth in the stable.

Peaceful and merciful
all-loving God,
pour your compassion out through us.

Let us love like you,
live like you ,
bear your Good News to our world.

Let Emmanuel
live on through us.

Baby-small
vulnerable
risk-taking God,

re-enter our hearts
as we ponder your coming amongst us.

Amen
.

Spirit of the Incarnation


Spirit of the Incarnation

Holy birther
of possibility

rushing wind
dancing flame
seed
within the womb

gentle whisperer
promise nurturer
midwife
of change

in this flawed
and wounded temple
of my being

be the energy of God
within

dismantle
my resistance
to your flow,
break through
with power and wisdom,
and shine
gloriously shine

Spirit of the Incarnation

be fully enfleshed
in this place
this time
 
in me
.

A Whisper in the Night


He came
out of nowhere,
like a whisper in the night,
delivered the message,
the truly astounding message,
and then
like a half forgotten dream in the morning
he was gone
as if he'd never been,
leaving me wondering
pondering
wrestling with questions unanswerable,
knowing that everything
every single thing
had just
changed.

I had said my yes
and now
there was no turning back.

I rested my hand
on my belly
and pondered
the mystery of it all.

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