Quiet..in the hush of winter's eve, she searches the heavens
and He waits with quickened breath seeing her tears,
He must touch her
The flesh has grown into maturity, her form ripe and warm
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In darkest hour...sat the Light... I knew not as I wept,
but through the glow of candle bright, His promise would be kept.
I waited as I heard His voice to tell me when and why,
but all I heard was "Walk this way, I'll tell you by and by".
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