We watch for signs of Emmanuel born again in our world
In the humble song of a few kindred souls gathered together,
In the fragrance of a pine tree
In the soft flicker of candles
And in the age-old story of a child born in a stable and laid in a manger…
We build a ring of quiet around ourselves these twelve holy days
Mindful of own transformation
The composter is our nest.
We climb inside and feel the heat of new life in the making
We offer all that we are to be made whole. Amen.