“Watch,” said Christ to all, “and do not fall asleep,”
Lulled into the dreams the world would spin
For us – the dreams that ever seek to keep
Us focused on our wants and chasing sin
As if it were salvation. Advent roars
Its bold alarm near each year’s end: “Prepare
For Him who now is standing at the door!
Throw off your sleep and turn with care
To feed the hungry, clothe the poor, and share
What God has lent you, and to intervene
For those whose witness costs them dear.” Renown
In heav’n shall greet the souls who lived aware
Of what God loves: their wisdom will be seen
When He shall rend the heavens and come down.
(an older poem of mine, published in Trinity Seminary Review back in 2008, I believe)