Advent Poem Day 16

There needs to be hope in the hopeless,
There needs to be joy in the joyless,
just as there is rain for the land in drought;

When it comes it
Brings a flood across the plain,
A deluge like the first parting
Of earth and water,
Of dirt and puddles,
Of Adam and his baptism—

One is coming who will give gifts
To the giftless,
And we are unfit
To untie his sandals,
Yet we are his brothers and sisters.

This is the sixteenth poem in a series of Advent poems on Everyday Liturgy?  Have you seen other Advent poetry you would recommend?  Don’t be shy: recommend yourself if you need to!