The sky cracked open
and with a boom, a crack and a caress
Truth came to.
In a hushed corner of the universe,
the corner of that one woman’s soul,
a spark ignites.
She lifts up her gaze
and holds her breath
sensing something
on its way.
Beyond the frost on the winter glass,
beyond the fence with the waiting bird,
beyond the city limit dump,
beyond the trees that shrink in the breeze,
a speck catches her eye.
This speck in the silent sky
moves toward her
forcefully with destiny
that can’t be
stopped.
That woman- she knows
without squinting or doubting, that
a change is coming.
She moves and begins,
cooperates and prepares
by simply getting into her day.
With a click of her tounge
and a glance to the sky,
she begins to pray,
“Thank you Good God,
for this Advent day.”
