Hope for the Darkest Night of the Year
Updated: Feb 4
Sometime when the night is so dark
And the dawn feels ages away,
Lost in so many cares and worries
Entangled, sleepless and worn
You pull back the rumpled sheets
Rise up from your bed
Pull on boots and jacket
Go out into the still, starry night
And look up.
You stare into that light studded sky
Until one lone flame grows bigger and brighter,
And you know then
That you need to set off.
Trudging through the snow
You go looking for God knows what.
With a burden to carry --
For you have tucked things up in sleeves and pockets
Treasures and burdens
Hopes fears loves and losses
You follow that one small, alluring star
Even when the nocturnal walk seems to go on for days, months, or years.
And you fear now you are finally and utterly,
When you reach a field
or a spot that looks just like the rest
And a cry rings out --
The startling sound
Of one small babe in the night
And you know that you know that it was for this that you came.
When you reach the place where he lies
You stop and look.
His soft baby arms reach out for you, for the comfort of your embrace.
The burdens you have carried
Carefully you place next to so many other treasures left before.
So that you can reach out and pick up this child in your arms --
And you hold him.
You hold him under moon and morning star.
You hold this precious one.
You hold him.
And later when you find yourself back in bed
Pondering all these things in your heart,
You remember the feel of that little one asleep in your arms
And you feel deeper still
The lightness and
That it is you who are being held.