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The Empty Place

Amid the festive smells, and bells

From the steeple sweetly chiming;

And as the winter’s cold silence

Warms the heart with expectation

Of the swift-set sun, and feasting

Together ‘round the banquet set,

I look to see an empty place

Where once your face, bright and beaming

With happiness, delighted all,

Delighted me.

                        But now you’re gone,

And I, beloved, feel the sting

Of days and weeks, of months and years,

Without your laughter, sans your sighs,

And harmless, confiding whispers.

The children sing of Christ the King –

At once my heart is stirred to see,

That ‘round another table set

We yet together eat and drink

The bread, the wine, for Christ is mine,

And yours, and we are ever His.

Until the shadows flee the earth,

And glory fills her like the sea –

Until the empty place is filled,

I’ll eat the Supper here, you there,

And wait, in love, to be renewed.

My tears may flow for now, I know,

But, even so, not forever.

Autumn Reverie

These words awake the wanderer,

And show the straight and shining Way.

Beneath the windblown, battered boughs,

With dyed leaves desperate to drop,

He pauses to pursue the point.

Is it freedom to unfettered fly,

To hold no hall as holy home?

To love not and unloved live,

But in midnight’s melancholic memory?

The ruled and rooted reside in rest,

Yet he takes tiresome trails to… where? to… whom?

A bell begins its blessings bright,

Its sounded sonnet soothes his soul,

As about him all awakes anew.

The Long Hallway

Benighted they in shadows slink,

Devices programmed by the night.

And had they ever seen the sun,

Or known the wonders of the light,

That vintage nectar’s now forgot;

They lesser, health-less waters drink.

To think, to see, to know the way –

To think and not to thought-for be!

To see in brighter, screen-less glow!

What sights that light through windows show,

Illuminate the path below

The feet that tread they know not where!

Oh would they saw as seeing things!

As being-things each other know!

This hall is dark, and day forbids.

Let light then open all the doors,

And fill this cursed, spring-less place!