#Adventword Day 23: #Relate

Today's poem and picture is courtesy of the Howard Thurman Facebook page.

— from The Mood of Christmas by Howard Thurman

Where refugees seek deliverance that never comes,
and the heart consumes itself, if it would live,
Where little children age before their time,

And life wears down the edges of the mind, 
Where the old man sits with mind grown cold,

While bones and sinew, blood and cell, go slowly down to death,
Where fear companions each day's life,
And Perfect Love seems long delayed.
CHRISTMAS IS WAITING TO BE BORN:
In you, in me, in all mankind."