Intimate Hope
A Poem by Amber North
Before it was finished,
the Word inhaled stained air;
a gift His mother cherished
with utmost tender care.
On the night of His first cry,
some shepherds lit a fire.
They tended to their flock
when greeted by a heavenly choir,
were isolated from the miracle,
until they found themselves invited.
Fear entangled thoughts when
a light brighter than flames ignited.
An angel declared good news
wrapped in a golden hue of joy.
It satisfied their longing hearts—
a precious infant boy.
Late into the evening,
they worshipped
with their lambs,
encountering Emmanuel,
their intimate hope.