The Waiting

iPhone photo by author; hipstamatic app

On the cusp of Advent
with the fires lit
but the bells still stowed away
in closets, cabinets, boxes, and shelves
all decoration trembling
like tinsel in a soft breeze
waiting for the starting whistle

the blessed season stirs in its slumber
subtle movements behind the eyelids
show signs of awakening

the dawn holds its breath in anticipation
heralding that midnight long ago
when the stillness ripped open
with rapture to the sound
of angel voices

the halls begin to rouse
in humble preparation
to be decked out like a bride
pine-scented for the birth
of her long-awaited groom

I’m a little late posting this, since Advent started on Sunday. I wrote it beforehand, however, sitting around impatiently waiting to celebrate Thanksgiving so I could start decorating the house! I have been extra impatient for this season to start this year. . . . Thank you for reading!

Published by amyjasek

Film photographer, mother, positively passionate about life in general, Texan : )

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