Echoes in Time: I. The Hidden Light

It's getting darker, darker all the time And she is weary and beset with fear Yet in the darkness of her womb he stirs, Her tiny hope, the one who is to come. So on she plods, on past the hostile stares The checkpoints and the soldiers on the street Seeking some shelter, somewhere to retreat And bring to birth the hidden light she bears. She finds her shelter now and we attend her Attend this burdened girl who speaks for us, Whispers to God a broken world's soft yes, Come to be born with us, come find us here Outface for us the darkness we can't face, Show us the face of Love that casts out fear'.