Advent IV 2016

Advent IV, 2016

Come, fire-child,

to the cracks and fractures

of our humanity.

Make plain

the one hearthstone,

the common foundation,

for what burns,

consumes, creates

anew, Heaven;

anew, Earth.

Come, fire-child,

comet of Love,

to the galaxy

of our hearts!

Kimberly M. King, RSCJ

Advent III, 2016

Barred Spiral Galaxy NGC-1073, taken by NASA Hubble Space Telescope

Advent III 2016

I dreamed of touching darkness

with the fire of Word.

Cradling fear in my hands—

each finger a ripple of light

woven into an embrace,

a space,

where silence is balm,

where hope can breathe,

where wounds are tended;

Where joy flares fresh

in the company of Love

and cannot be held back:

Amen! Go Forth into the stumbling glory.

Remember this!

Kimberly M. King, RSCJ

Advent II 2016

Advent II, 2016

(for JTB and other unkempt prophets)

A match is enough

to distinguish nighttime from hopelessness;

so I listen for the strike against stone,

the orienting  words of the seemingly unkempt prophet,

when the woods close round and the sun is eclipsed

by purveyors of maps going nowhere.

Let there be light. Let me bear light.

Let me turn toward you always:

My grounding, what calls to me,

my origin and All.

Kimberly M. King RSCJ