Advent

It is a beginning,
  vulnerability made bare.
Wrapped in a manger,
  under the night sky.
So big and vast,
  filled with the song.
So little and weak,
  so we may learn.
Once again we learn,
  it is not in strength,
Or bigness or vastness,
  small, fragile, frail.
It comes once again,
  can we bear it?