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I love this poem by T.S. Elliot, and so I quote it in its entirety, even though it is a bit lengthy. This is the last of the poems from the Education of Justice website. I do hope you have enjoyed them!
The Journey of the Magiby T.S. ElliotA cold coming we had of it,Just the worst time of the yearFor the journey, and such a long journey:The ways deep and the weather sharp,The very dead of winter.’And the camels galled, sore-footed, refractory,Lying down in the melting snow.There were times we regrettedThe summer palaces on slopes, the terraces,And the silken girls bringing sherbet.Then the camel men cursing and grumblingAnd running away, and wanting their liquor and women,And the night-fires going out, and the lack of shelters,And the cities hostile and the towns unfriendlyAnd the villages dirty and charging high prices:A hard time we had of it.At the end we preferred to travel all night,Sleeping in snatches,With the voices singing in our ears, sayingThat this was all folly.Then at dawn we came down to a temperate valley,Wet, below the snow line, smelling of vegetation;With a running stream and a water-mill beating the darkness,And three trees on the low sky,And an old white horse galloped away in the meadow.Then we came to a tavern with vine-leaves over the lintel,Six hands at an open door dicing for pieces of silver,And feet kicking the empty wine-skins,But there was no information, and so we continuedAnd arrived at evening, not a moment too soonFinding the place; it was (you may say) satisfactory.All this was a long time ago, I remember,And I would do it again, but set downThis set downThis: were we led all that way forBirth or Death? There was a Birth, certainly,We had evidence and no doubt. I had seen birth and death,But had thought they were different; this Birth wasHard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death.We returned to our places, these Kingdoms,But no longer at ease here, in the old dispensation,With an alien people clutching their gods.I should be glad of another death.Source:Collected Poems 1909-1962, T.S. Elliot. London: Faber & Faber Ltd., 1974
AdventBy Daniel BerriganIt is not true that creation and the human family are doomed todestruction and loss —This is true: For God so loved the world that he gave his only begottenSon,that whoever believes in him, shall not perish, but have everlasting life.It is not true that we must accept inhumanity and discrimination,hunger and poverty, death and destruction —This is true: I have come that they may have life, and that abundantly.It is not true that violence and hatred should have the last word,and that war and destruction rule forever —This is true: For unto us a child is born, and unto us a Son is given,and the government shall be upon his shoulder,And his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,the Everlasting, the Prince of Peace.It is not true that we are simply victims of the powers of evil who seek torule the world —This is true: To me is given authority in heaven and on earth,and lo, I am with you, even unto the end of the world.It is not true that we have to wait for those who are specially gifted,who are the prophets of the Church, before we can be peacemakers.This is true: I will pour out my Spirit on all flesh,and your sons and daughters shall prophesy,your young shall see visions,and your old shall have dreams.It is not true that our hopes for the liberation of humanity, for justice,human dignity, and peace are not meant for this earth and for this history —This is true: The hour comes, and it is now, that true worshippersshall worship the Father in spirit and in truth.So let us enter Advent in hope, even hope against hope.Let us see visions of love and peace and justice.Let us affirm with humility, with joy, with faith, with courage:Jesus Christ — the Life of the world.Source:Testimony: The Word Made Fresh, by Daniel Berrigan. Maryknoll, NY:Orbis Books, 2004 – found on the Education for Justice website.