Here at the end of the year comes the year’s springing
The falling and melting snow meet in the stream’
That flows with living waters and cleanses the dream.
The reed bends and endures and sees the dove’s winging.’En
Move into the year and the new time’s turning
Open and vulnerable and loving and steady
The stars are aflame; creation is ready.
The day is at hand. The bright sun burns.
Madeleine L’Engle, as quoted in Winter Song, Christmas Readings
By Madeleine L’Engle and Luci Shaw