In Advent we wait,
wait for the darkness to end.
The first flickering light has been lit
a single flame of hope
urging us to keep faithful, keep watching,
Just as those of old did.
Darkness being lost,
lost to the light;
rays of peace, beams of comfort, flashes of glory,
seeping into the darkest of places.
As we wait,
wait for the brightest of all lights.
each small light declares
‘The light that came long ago will come again’.
Keep the light burning, the best is yet to come.