Light

Unlooked for.
You were unlooked for.
Unhoped for.
You were unhoped for.
Where I was
You were not.
Where You were
I was not.
Sudden. Then.
It was sudden.
Not the shuddering
of wings, not of swan.
Angels watched.
Unwatched for.
What are you looking at?
Put ‘em back, your hallelujahs.
Because I’m a mess.
A blubbering mess.
Mess of sticky goo, sin.
Call it what you will.
It was painful, this birth.
This death. At twenty.
A resurrection in You.
In You. In You. In You.
I can’t get over You.
I can’t get over You.
You know me through and through.
You know me through and through.
You swaddled me
not in a manger.
You fed me at Your breast
Your Holy Spirit milk.
You hid me in Egypt.
You found me at Jacob’s well.
You suffer me a cross to bear
You bore it as well. For me. For me.
You birthed me. You loved me.
It’s not a fluke of biology
this Light as in Damascus.
This Love, this Light, this manger
this cross, this thorny crown
this night, this life over which
this darkness cannot roll.
This Love is Light is mine.


In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through him, and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life, and the life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. … The true light, which gives light to everyone, was coming into the world. He was in the world, and the world was made through him, yet the world did not know him. He came to his own, and his own people did not receive him. But to all who did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God.

John 1:1-5, 9-13

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57 thoughts on “Light

  1. The way you used repetition was really, really powerful going from one thought and then the opposite. Holy Spirit milk was intense imagery and I am glad you didn’t shy away from writing it! I am so thankful for the Light of the World. Love, hugs and blessings!!!

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    1. There is a complexity, a mystery, but that’s all a part of it and I’m glad that came across. Thank you as always for your thoughtful comments, my friend. Wishing you a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

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  2. I agree, the repetition echoes the sentiments of faith and love.

    Reading this gave me goosebumps which is a testament to your firm rousing belief in Him.

    And that ending line is perfect conclution: This Love is Light is mine.

    Merry Christmas and Happy New Year Dora.

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  3. Glenn A. Buttkus

    Man, you tripled down on the reason for the season, and it rattles the windows and raises the roof for sure. I believe God is within all of us. The answer to most of life’s problems is an inside job.

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  4. I never expect anything but greatness from your pen, Dora. How lovely you are. Thanks so much. Always stops my breath and infuses me with new light. Love it all.
    And the Bible part. Yes!
    Merry Christmas, dear Poetess! You’re the bestest!!

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  5. Dora — May the joy of the season fill your heart here at the closing if the year 2021, and may peace abide in 2022. This is a most difficult time for our planet earth, and a time of turmoil for its peoples. May 2022 begin the way back! ✌🏼❤️🌎

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