Advent
An on your tiptoes anticipation,
does it come from within
like a giggle brewing
until suddenly you realize
your endorphins hit a high
and you smile, spontaneously,
at nothing?
Or is the thrill, the unexpected happiness
something you put on with intent
like a polar fleece wrap?
You heave yourself off the couch,
away from the television
and your second glass of wine
(It's a Wonderful Life)
to say, "I'm cold. I want to be warm.
It's nearly Christmas and I want
wonder and awe and newborn
light amid the gray and early night."
So it didn't snow like Storm Watch 2007
predicted, so I'm still single, and we're still
at war. But, peace is still
a possibility. So is this when
you put on your cheery red vest
with purpose and resolve, saying,
"I am ready. What's next?"
