A Year’s End Gift
In this season of great fear and danger, when wars and rumors of wars clash against our consciousness, it seems to me that we must do two things: commit ourselves to action toward peace and justice in every way possible to us, – and find in the small things, the tender things, the quiet things, meaning and patience and hope.
I do hold the hope and the belief that we are not alone in this universe. Although it is beyond my understanding or ability to name, I do experience what the ancient Hebrew poet expressed: Underneath are the everlasting arms.
I offer this new poem as a year’s end gift:
AROUND US
Snow fall
and all
the seeds
the birds feed on
covered.
Tiny, earnest
air full flakes
cover the hand
that spreads
more seeds.
Mercy and woe
world sized
abounds.
Around us
always the fall
and the hand
offering more.
Pat Schneider
