Here is my poem for the third Sunday of Advent.
In response to the Gospel of Luke:
Elizabeth, tell me,
was it the same angel?
Was it the one with the thunderous
were you perplexed, frightened?
Was there a just a moment of doubt?
Just a second when you felt, “not me?”
bewildered and frightened and more,
knowing it was an angel at our doors.
Till next week,