Thursday, December 23, 2010

Dandelion clock

"Come to Us, Emmanuel" from matthew leahy on Vimeo.

Dandelion clock

Hope is a dark elusive child
curled in the womb
cradled in our arms.
It can be lost,
blown on the wind like a dandelion clock.

Its going,
its ebbing away
leaves us

‘But’ is a hopeful word.

But even as the gossamer
powder puff
the seeds are carried
to cling to distant crevices.
As it recedes
it reseeds
to grow again.

God, giver of peace,
grow hope within and around us.
God of steadfast love,
never leave us hopeless.

(From: The Pattern of our Days, The Iona Community)

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