Adventus

Waiting.

Expectant hopes.

Moon filled skies

windows full

of shiny, twinkly things.

Lighting the first candle

on our advent wreath

watching the warm

orange flame spring into life

while

this heart fills with joy once more.

Music all around

and then the quiet of night

wrapped around us.

Sleep quietly,

my Jesus,

as we wait for you.

Adventus.