God: as the light of day fades in the evening
We hope for the sunrise.
As leaves journey toward earth mulch
We hope for good soil.
As the winter deepens around us, hollowing to slumber
We hope for springtime.
As all around us sleep the sleep of the wrecked
We hope for healing.
We wait in wakefulness
In readiness and expectation
For you to come;
For you to call us on a journey --
We wait awake.
On the dawn
With green shoots
From earliest darkness
From darkest soil
The Goodness that is dung and straw and lamb and shepherd and angel
The Goodness that is fresh babe -
Our Holy One;
The Goodness that is Messiah
Our humble king.
Year after year, winter after winter,
For Goodness we wait.