Waiting

Belly round, mounded up

Movement goes on beneath

The child wrestles the cramped

Spaces of being safely

Surrounded in warmth

Expectations run high

This journey was not needed

Wanted at this stage

So much to fear, bandits

Where to sleep, how to ride

Comfortably on this donkey

Yet the babe only knows

The warmth that surrounds

Its limbs, comforted

How could God trust

Humankind with such

A treasure and yet

Time and again we wait

And dream for the ones

To come, praying they'll

Make a difference in this world

Before they die in front of us

Our hearts pierced as Mary