Awe
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Advent: December 7 By Vincent H. Anastasi 2022 There must have been those who heard angelic voices, saw heavens aflame but wonder-starved, traveled on their way unmoved and unchanged.
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When we were children, storms tended to frighten us. I’m not sure when the switch happened, but for me, they inspire reverence. Over the past week, we’ve had our share of storms where I live. This took me back to a poem I wrote almost two years ago, birthed out of a similar storm-gazing experience.
the deepening ground 