Now the twilight of the year Comes, and Christmas draweth near. See, across the Advent sky How the clouds move quietly. Earth is waiting, wrapped in sleep, Waiting in a silence deep. Birds are hid in bush and reed Flowers are sleeping in their seed.
Through the woodland to and fro Silent-footed creatures go. Hedgehog curled in prickly ball Burrows beneath the leaves that fall. Man and beast and bird and flower Waiting for the midnight hour Waiting for the infant’s birth Down from Heaven, onto Earth.
—Ann Ellerton
This image is available as a high-resolution print on 8.5″ x 11″ archival paper.
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