Happy December

Nino, Christmas eve_o

They’re few,
so hold them close —
the final hours
still clinging to the calendar, for ours
are those short-lived bright moments
that we touch
without a hope of keeping them.
They fleet,
and yet remain,
and reappear with such
stark clarity —
it sweeps us off our feet,
when in the midst
of winter’s endless plain
we glimpse our summer,
children once again.

 

© 2013 Sasha A. Palmer

Image: © 2016 Nino Chakvetadze, reproduced with permission.

“yet the world did not know him”

John 1:9-14 The true light, which gives light to everyone, was coming into the world. He was in the world, and the world was made through him, yet the world did not know him. He came to his own, and his own people did not receive him. But to all who did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God. And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.

 

Image: Our Lady of Vladimir, tempera on panel, 104 by 69 centimetres (41 in × 27 in), painted about 1131 in Constantinople. Public domain