BY LAWRENCE HALL

Time is not at all ordinary, of course

It is an ordinal of flowing days

Whose current in its journey swims among

The well-marked seasons of sacred observances

Advent into and through Christmas and its promise

Lent into and through Easter and its fulfillment

Cycles of seasons, penance, and merry feasts

Each as a step in the great dance of Creation

All seasons echo God’s eternal rhyme

Blessing our senses with His created time