The third Sunday of Advent/ allows us to see a glimmer of light on the way/ of reflection in the noisome crowded external/ do everything for everyone/ secretly want the big gaping hole inside/ finally filled/ under construction we pause draped in purple/ and listen to the launch of a burble of pink/ pink sandy beaches/ the pink of sunrise/ and sunset/ the pink filled with God breaking into/ the…
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