He will come like last leaf's fall.
One night when the November wind
has flayed the trees to bone, and earth
wakes choking on the mould,
the soft shroud's folding.
He will come like frost.
One morning when the shrinking earth
opens on mist, to find itself
arrested in the net
of alien, sword-set beauty.
He will come like dark.
One evening when the bursting red
December sun draws up the sheet
and penny-masks its eye to yield
the star-snowed fields of sky.
He will come, will come,
will come like crying in the night,
like blood, like breaking,
as the earth writhes to toss him free.
He will come like child.
The Poems of Rowan Williams, published by Wm. B. Eerdmans Publishing Company (Mar 2004)
Other Advent Calendars:
Why we are waiting by The Church of England
Advent Calendar for your web home page by Damaris
Sister Janet’s Christmas Stocking from Premier Radio
Alternative Advent a great list of resources from David Keen
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