Lectio Poetica: Poetry in Advent

A friend shared this poem on Facebook, read aloud by Michael Meade, and it struck me as something to contemplate in our waiting time, so I offer it here for your consideration:

The Way It Is

There’s a thread you follow. It goes among

things that change. But it doesn’t change.

People wonder about what you are pursuing.

You have to explain about the thread.

But it is hard for others to see.

While you hold it you can’t get lost.

Tragedies happen; people get hurt

or die; and you suffer and get old.

Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.

You don’t ever let go of the thread.

By William Stafford, from The Way It Is, 1998

Isn't Jesus is the thread we hold, the thread we follow, the thread of our lives that we must never let go?