by Prasanta | Dec 31, 2016 | Poetry
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false,...
by Prasanta | Dec 28, 2016 | Brokenness, Love, Pain, Poetry
Snow-Fall A single snowflake Floats weightless, airy But millions of flakes falling Land heavy, bring a roof crashing down Branches bend Dip underneath heavy snow Crack and break Descend on a cold hard ground In the stillness of night, do you hear The echo piercing...
by Prasanta | Dec 26, 2016 | Uncategorized
The very first Christian music I ever bought was Amy Grant’s. After nearly 20 years (has it really been that long?), she recently released a Christmas album. I have not listened to that one yet, and I heard that a major retailer decided not to carry her album...
by Prasanta | Dec 25, 2016 | Jesus, Journey, Life
Now after Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea in the days of Herod the king, behold, wise men from the east came to Jerusalem, 2 saying, “Where is he who has been born king of the Jews? For we saw his star when it rose and have come to worship him.” 3 When...
by Prasanta | Dec 24, 2016 | Art, Jesus, Promises
God makes a promise in Genesis after Adam and Eve sin: And I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your offspring and hers; he will crush your head, and you will strike his heel. ~ Genesis 3:15 The promise spoken...
by Prasanta | Dec 23, 2016 | Advent, Poetry, Quotes, Uncategorized
Mary’s Song Blue homespun and the bend of my breast keep warm this small hot naked star fallen to my arms. (Rest … you who have had so far to come.) Now nearness satisfies the body of God sweetly. Quiet he lies whose vigor hurled a universe. He sleeps whose...
by Prasanta | Dec 22, 2016 | Advent, Poetry
Breath When, in the cavern darkness, Jesus opened his small, bleating mouth (even before his eyes widened to the supple world his lungs had sighed into being), did he intuit how hungrily the lungs gasp? Did he begin, then, to love the way air sighs as it brushes in...
by Prasanta | Dec 21, 2016 | Advent, Poetry
“…for who can endure the day of his coming?” ~ Malachi 3:2 When an angel snapped the old thin threads of speech with an untimely birth announcement, slit the seemly cloth of an even more blessed event with shears of miracle, invaded the privacy...
by Prasanta | Dec 20, 2016 | Advent, Poetry
Madeleine L’Engle is probably best known for her book A Wrinkle in Time (which remained one of my favorite books growing up), but did you know she wrote sequels to A Wrinkle in Time, and she also wrote poetry, nonfiction, and several volumes of memoirs, totaling...
by Prasanta | Dec 19, 2016 | Advent, Jesus, Poetry, Uncategorized
I came across a few poems from Luci Shaw and Madeleine L’Engle recently, and will be posting a poem each day this week leading up to Christmas from one of them. Below is one I particularly enjoyed. I tried searching for some artwork, but I could not find...
