Light Bringer Poem by DM W

When night time arrives
The stars seem to shine
Softer than satin.
And we pray for a time;
That there will be a sign
From the heavens above;
That will fill us with love
and light and all that
We know deep within
Our hearts to be true.
For this impatient world
Is waiting to be born anew.

Although we may think
We have made progress
By sending rockets
To distant stars,
And have developed
In terms of science
And the scholarly arts,
Still when we call upon
The holy, humble presence
Of the light bringer,
A primal joy is rekindled.
Fresh hope sets us free

And we begin to feel that
what we now know is merely
Where the journey starts.
For we all still seek
The sweet fulfilment
Of our secret longings:
Whether we be adult
Or child at heart.