The text below comes from a few years ago, when Gaudete seemed joyless because of child shootings. This year, there are other reasons. There always are. Gaudete is a challenge we need to meet.
advent
three
Questions
Questions
from prison cell. Outside
blind see, lame walk. Yet
beauty of guns
betrays. Kills. Rapid
rattle cracks. Child's blood
flows into tears
of mothers. Crosses
loom. What hope, what
betrays. Kills. Rapid
rattle cracks. Child's blood
flows into tears
of mothers. Crosses
loom. What hope, what
solace?
Three candles.
Camels stamp
and snort. A winter
dawn looms. Three
old men saddle up.
silent, intent, not quite
sure why.
Three candles.
Camels stamp
and snort. A winter
dawn looms. Three
old men saddle up.
silent, intent, not quite
sure why.
