In filtered sunlight footstools even shine.
They show in autumn tones their tenebrae,
A brown that sparkles—isn’t that so fine!
Along with chipper calls, cicadas pray.

The peaceful sun’s retirement from this day,
This night, leaves nothing lost; days do not die.
Instead, night gathers in and up our play
In packets portaged forward, tight and dry.

The day’s clear glare found jealousies and pillages
That vesper’s mellow candles will not hide.
The kingdom’s day is when come back whole villages
To plead their right, a warrior at their side.

Beware thy smiling, man, when daylight dims;
Redemptor stands athwart with freshened limbs.

Doug Taylor-Weiss

Doug Taylor-Weiss, a one-time “Evangelical on the Canterbury Trail,” was for more than 30 years a priest in the Episcopal Church serving most recently in Auburn, New York. He entered full communion with the Roman Catholic Church in 2016 and now lives in his native Grand Rapids where he sings in two liturgical choirs with his wife, Debra.

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