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O Silent Infinite (a Prayer for Advent)

O Silent Infinite,
being beyond being
which transcends existence
(or exists not at all except
in our shared desire for You)

Our hearts are filled
with stories, myths, and songs
that say once upon a time
on a silent, holy night
you became one of us.

Could it be true?
could You really be
born like us,
hidden in humanity,
trapped in flesh?

Like children waiting
by the tree on Christmas Eve
to see if the myths are true,
in silence we wait;
for what, we do not know.

May we catch some whisper of
You, o Silent Infinite.
A clatter on the rooftop.
A cry in the manger.
An echo of hope.

published December 1, 2019

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