Waiting: Love (Advent Week 4)

 

 

Love came to town and found
no room at the inn.
But someone found
room enough—
sweeping out a stable,
tying the animals to one side
(the hearty ones left in the cold).

 

Mary, great—not feeling so great—with Child:
the waters above,
the waters below,
broken, now.
all creation groans. . .
the sky explodes,
 new Light.

 

Love came to town and found
no room at the inn.
Somehow we found
room enough
for each of us, inside Love:
new Human—new humanity,
all things new.