The Lowliest

It was an era of time
Between points of now
When a chase pursued the illusive
Yet stories shaped and sustained
Until fatigue outlasted all else

In the collapse of hopelessness
A child was born
Whose historical name was ‘promise’
His birth extended beyond a star
Where truth heralded salvation

Greatness and glory thought elsewhere
Was inverted for those too tired
As a place of condescension
In an ordinary estranged stable
A meeting place of the collective human hope

Now, embodied in fragility and vulnerability
An awakening treats the senses
Moment by moment a babe lies waiting
Ready to be held in a lowly place
To unfold the graciousness of eternal love

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