Easter Day, Christina Rossetti

 

"Ode to lighting the Candle"

 

Tonight when we light
the third candle,
the candle of joy,
I remember
I am a girl
sitting beside
an evergreen wreath,
giddy with advent,
and I breathe in the scent
of spruce and wax
and fall in love
with the growing
of the light —
how each week
the tapers burn brighter —
and such a surprise
to find I am also
in love with the unlit candle,
in love with the wait,
in love with the part
of me that even
in darkness
knows itself
as flame.

— Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, “Ode to Lighting the Candle”

Mary Oliver, "Today"