Friday, January 6, 2017

Epiphanies

Today is the Feast of the Epiphany. It is the Day the Wise Folk left and went home be another way so Herod would not find them. There are so many Epiphanies in our Faith, one after another after another. I often think of them as whirl winds

The whirl wind
Makes its mark,
Leaves behind those things
Which have yet
To be done.
Oh so many things
Yet to be done.
I mark things off the list,
Yet resolutions
Come
Never-ending.
Epiphanies
Are not singular:
One baby in a manger,
One star
In the sky.
The whirl wind
Makes its mark
Yet continues
Never singular
Babies.
Stars.

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