The light of the day’s first sun
Beginning ascent, cresting the horizon
Kneeling, as it were, to shine upon faces
Meeting the eyes of all those who dwell
With foot, hoof, paw, and root
Planted firmly on the surface of the earth
That warm heavenly immanence
Searching through thickets of trees
Casting shadows where the frost hides
Waking the valleys and dales
Resting under the cover of mist
A daily benediction before our star
Rises again and to heights far above
The periphery and path of our post
Reminding us that our labor
Under the sun, is not in vain
Nor forgotten.
The rest of the poems from Rusten Harris’s Advent series on Moss Kingdom:
Incarnation, Christmas Eve, Kings, Some Kind of Glory, Chains, Gifts, Quotidian Couple, A Thousand Lights, Eve & Mary, Treasured Up, Christmas, Winter Staves, The Glorias, Cherubim, Joseph, Strange Redeemer, Womb, Magi, Temple Trough, Advent, Lord’s Day, Far as the Curse is Found, Jubilee, The Massacre of the Innocents, Liturgical Time
Other Advent poems on Moss Kingdom:
December 21: an Advent poem for the Winter Solstice, Of Edmund and Aslan, Tiptoe Hope, The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats