To My Soul – An Advent Poem

An Advent poem after advent? Yes, because if we hold to his first, we look forward, ever expectantly, for his second.

In what will you be content,
Oh Soul?
What is it you love?
What loves you faithfully back?
Nature’s delicacies are pure,
But fleeting.
And people,
My dear people,
Are sincere,
But faulty.

Satisfaction is in the 
Transcendent incarnated,
Word made flesh,
Promise fulfilled,
Delight manifest,
Joy dawned,
Love that came down.

Find your yearning in the King
Who made,
Who is,
Who always will
Be beauty,
Love,
Goodness,
And Truth.
Find what you long for 
In Him, my Soul.

By Anna Young

Twinkling – A Christmas Poem

Here is the full text of the poem:

Strands of bulbs deck each home,
And something flickers as we go.
The bright colors, and the warm glow
Settle my mind to rest, not roam.

Her eyes flash!
The voices rise to a crash!
She squeals, “More!”
Her siblings debate the best seen before.

“More Christmas lights!”
An encore for this favorite of sights.
I ignore the glaring clock,
And we go once more ’round the block.

By Anna Young

Also, here is me reading the poem aloud, which is how poetry is meant to be experienced.

Soli Deo Gloria