Birth

This day

   as I reach beyond the busyness and buying

I find

   God's hand

holding us 

   in all we do

Right there

   providing each breath

allowing us the comfort of our distractions

   ever listening to our thoughts

Being as the porous sand

   absorbing our doing and running around

Waiting 

   silently, with patient expectancy,

for our hand

   to reach

toward

   Her

To provide 

   the ingredient

of allowing the alchemy 

   of the birth of Christ

within.

Mary