The earth waits,
groaning as in travail.
Bare threads of hope,
taut,
fragile,
Uncertain.
Is this the time?
Will the hope be fulfilled
or shredded on the wind....
The heavens wait,
palpable anticipation.
Fullness of time,
ready,
defined,
Imminent.
Bright light,
Heavenly songs,
Joy.
Cold night,
Shepherds watch,
Awe.
Stable dark,
Straw bed,
Baby’s cry.
The beginning.
by Katherine Kavanagh Hoffman
December 1, 2013
No comments:
Post a Comment