‘Ash Wednesday’ by Malcolm Guite

Receive this cross of ash upon your brow, Brought from the burning of Palm Sunday’s cross. The forests of the world are burning now And you make late repentance for the loss. But all the trees of God would clap their hands The very stones themselves would shout and sing If you could covenant to…

Immanence by Evelyn Underhill

I come in the little things, Saith the Lord: Not borne on morning wings Of majesty, but I have set my feet Amidst the delicate and bladed wheat That springs triumphant in the furrowed sod. There do I dwell in weakness and in power; Not broken or divided, saith our God! In your strait garden…

‘Candlemas’ by Malcolm Guite

They came, as called, according to the Law. Though they were poor and had to keep things simple, They moved in grace, in quietness, in awe, For God was coming with them to His temple. Amidst the outer court’s commercial bustle They’d waited hours, enduring shouts and shoves, Buyers and sellers, sensing one more hustle,…

Reflected Light by David Adam

As the darkened pool is stilled It reflects the blue sky above So may my quiet mind reflect O God, your glory and your love As the sea glows in the moonlight Light of lights, come and shine Let my life reveal your light Until I reflect the light divine As the earth reflects the…

Advent Calendar by Rowan Williams

He will come like last leaf’s fall. One night when the November wind has flayed the trees to bone, and earth wakes choking on the mould, the soft shroud’s folding. He will come like frost, One morning when the shrinking earth opens on mist, to find itself arrested in the net of alien sword-set beauty.…

‘Advent’ by Malcolm Guite

O come, O come, and be our God-with-us O long-sought With-ness for a world without O secret seed, O hidden spring of light. Come to us Wisdom, come unspoken Name Come Root, and Key, and King, and holy Flame, O quickened little wick so tightly curled, Be folded with us into time and place, Unfold…