As yesterday was Gaudete Sunday, here's the next poetical offering...
The ground is buried deep beneath the snows,
But here, within the church's golden gloom,
A flower of flame above us is in bloom -
The glowing Advent-wreath's rejoicing-rose.
It blossoms in the vestments, and it flows
Through the translucent windows of the room;
It weaves the sunlight like Our Lady's loom
Into a flaming chasuble that glows
Color of rose, lit by a flame divine,
The color of rejoicing, sweet and fair,
Calling us to be glad in Jesu's name;
And, as the Advent-candles softly shine,
We lift our hearts to Jesus with a prayer
To light them all with his Gaudete-flame.
Inés de Erausquin.