The other day, Monday of the second week of Advent, the readings from Mass included a section from the book of the prophet Isaiah:
The desert and the parched land will exult;
the steppe will rejoice and bloom.
They will bloom with abundant flowers,
and rejoice with joyful song.
The glory of Lebanon will be given to them,
the splendor of Carmel and Sharon;
This, of course, reminded me of my poem "S"chatology, which I posted five (5) years ago today:
Sharon, desert spring and bloom
the respite on the walk
Smiling rays that fill the room
with laughter and with talk
Sing over by the window
She's sure to help you out
Speaking softly, voice so low
Too intimate to shout
Sitting close with lives entwined
with whispered dreams exchanged
Slowly breathing love enshrines
the hearts both scared and pained
Sharon's splendor, Carmel's fruit
A wearied, anguished love
Softly spoken words take root
Bring mercy from above.
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