The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. - John 1:5 (ESV)
Nothing broke open.
Nothing demanded an answer.
Still,
something paused.
Not fear.
Unease -
the kind that comes
when a pattern fails
to repeat on time.
Something had entered time
quietly.
Without announcement.
Without asking permission.
It wasn’t a warning.
There was nothing to argue with.
Nothing to shout down.
Just a fact
that wouldn’t explain itself.
No battle yet.
No speech yet.
No orders issued.
Only a child
arriving
where nothing had been arranged.
The balance shifted -
slightly,
but enough to matter.
Old methods were checked.
Habits consulted.
The usual ways in
didn’t appear.
This life didn’t push forward.
It didn’t take ground.
It accepted what was given.
That caused delay.
Force had always answered force.
Desire had always drawn response.
Noise had always broken silence.
But this was quieter
than expected.
Smaller.
Willing to wait.
Timing began to slip.
Calculations multiplied.
Margins tightened.
What used to fit
no longer did.
The question changed -
not if,
but how much
would have to be spent.
Still, nothing to do.
For now,
watching.
The child slept.
The world went on,
not noticing.
But something stayed awake
longer than planned,
counting again,
and not liking
what wouldn’t come out even.
GBS jr
2019
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