The Fullness of Time
by Timothy Haut

It was a miracle
which came in the fullness of time,
this birth we celebrate.
And when shall our time
be so full again,
pregnant with waiting,
holding within  a new creature
to stir the longing world?
It seems so full, now,
this time of ours
almost ready to explode:
we cannot carry the weight of it.
We are a planet and a people
carried by the tide of history
to the precipice, ready
to dump some of our fullness
so that we may be healthy again,
so that we may have space and silence,
so that we may come with empty hands
for the love, the miracle,
the birth which is offered us.
The star is shining
this night, this new year,
this tumultuous time.
See it, just ahead!
Shall we go?

(Comments to Tim at timothyhaut@yahoo.com.)
Deep River, CT