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Christmas Poem 2022
Thanks for joining me on Things I Wrote Down in 2022.
My Christmas poem is inspired by one of my favourite moments of each year, the candlelight service on Christmas Eve.
I hope you experience special moments over the holidays - through memories old and new, through loved ones near and far.
The candle we lit last night and held together in the darkness, one hundred souls one hundred wicks raised in carol there in the sanctuary our quiet place of safety a cleft carved in the rock of the world where we've been hidden from all the shouting, from the howling of the wind especially these past three blustery years no scarcity of light even as we parcelled it out each lick of flame multiplied upon contact with the next bare wick eye sockets strangely aglow shadows and reflections at all angles twelve baskets of wonder of gratitude left over. Was it a candle we held or the hands of all the saints tongues singing Christmas hymns or messengers heralding Heaven's glory?
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