O Come, Beloved, in this night of our travail in which we cannot see; breathe with us, in us, and be the saving arm around us.
O Life-making Word, speak your light in our heartbreaking darkness, and call this world into being anew.
O Borning God, in the well of this deep night wrap all our expectations in your mystery, shroud in darkness all our knowing of how you are among us, bundle tightly our wisdom in your smallest box, and come to us otherwise.
O Intimate Dawning, bear us through the night and birth us into a new day, changed, infant, breathing.
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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