Advent 4

Census night again

wonder how many donkeys

are wending their way toward Bethlehem

with heavy loads to be counted


if we had to return

to the place of our ancestors

we would trek

halfway around the earth

a massive movement

that would rock the globe


but perhaps not as much

as that donkey trek

to Bethlehem


This poem, reminding us that we are all a long way from home, is by Maureen Sudlow, who blogs atΒ It was first published in her book, Antipodes, and I’m delighted to share it with you. It’s one of those small poems that gets bigger the more you think about it. If you fancy a quick trip to New Zealand, without the airfare and the jet lag, just pop over to her site and feast your eyes on her lovely photographs. She paints, too. What can I say?


11 thoughts on “Advent 4

  1. I don’t think we are used to such treks anymore! I think we’ve grown much more lazy!
    Look at you up and at them so early today! I’m impressed! Hope you’re not awake due to cold weather!
    I’m currently waiting as a technician sorts out the internet, or lack of it, here in the apartment! Maybe this will be a wonderful week πŸ€žπŸŒ²πŸ€—β˜˜οΈ


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