On the Eve of Winter

 On the eve of winter, the world feels askew. 

Surely Mary felt: 

the wrong birth, the wrong time, the wrong place, the wrong world.

In her dark times, she was embraced by few.

 In our dark times, we walk Advent together.

We laugh.

 We dance.

 We embrace.

We walk. 

Seeking bravery,

and boldness.

We trust for a guiding light in these dark days.