Seventh Day in the Octave of Christmas 3
“O moments big as years!”
-John Keats, "Hyperion"
Does the year fail, or is it we who fail?
This Octave day opens in darkness cold
And on the radio the same dark news
That began this fading Gregorian year
But let us face this next turn of the time
With Aves on our lips and in our hearts
With the cold courage of Crusaders
And the cool kindness of missionaries
And may God grant that never again we ask:
Does the year fail, or is it we who fail?
Dec 31, 2016
Dec 31, 2016 at 8:53 AM UTC
Seventh Day in the Octave of Christmas 3
“O moments big as years!”
-John Keats, "Hyperion"
Does the year fail, or is it we who fail?
This Octave day opens in darkness cold
And on the radio the same dark news
That began this fading Gregorian year
But let us face this next turn of the time
With Aves on our lips and in our hearts
With the cold courage of Crusaders
And the cool kindness of missionaries
And may God grant that never again we ask:
Does the year fail, or is it we who fail?