Loss is in the air

Today was the Sunday after All Saints.  I have rarely thought as much about this being the beginning of the end of the year.  The lessons wind down to Apocalypse, which is, of course, an ending which turns around to begin again with Advent.  Alpha and Omega, beginning and end, and  beginning again... with the end taken into account.

Loss is in the air.

Gray and gold and chilly,

I know I smelled snow

Yesterday,

Felt the waft of almost bittersweet

Loss

Down my back.

Today we sang a song

Of the saints of God,

Patient and brave and true.

We heard again

God makes all things new.

Loss is in the air.

It blows down my back.

This is the beginning of the end

Yet still:

Trustworthy and true

God brings all things new

Alpha and Omega

And finally

Back to Alpha

Again.

Trustworthy and true

All things new but still

I remember the wind

Down my back,

The scent of snow.