Believer and wanderer

Two Advent offerings for today. First, a poem by Madeleine L’Engle:

THE GLORY

Without any rhyme
Without any reason
my heart lifts to light
in this bleak season

Believer and wanderer
caught by salvation
stumbler and blunderer
into Creation

In this cold blight
where marrow is frozen
it is God’s time
my heart has chosen

In paradox and story
parable and laughter
find I the glory
here in hereafter

And on that wandering note, a wonderful line from a Rumi poem, which I’ve had the good pleasure to hear put to music and sung as a round:

Come, come, whoever you are
wanderer, worshipper
lover of leaving
ours is no caravan of despair
come, yet again, come

Pax
Heather

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