Somewhere between the millions of years
it takes for light to reach earth
and our first glimpse of the stars
.
there is a promise
.
Somewhere between the humility
of a young girl's heart
and her baby's first cry
.
there is life
.
Somewhere in the passing
of precious oil and gold
into a carpenter's rough hands
.
there is obedience
.
Somewhere between the bustle
of a small dusty town
and the stink of its stables
.
there is a miracle
.
Because somewhere
between the heavens
and our small, open hearts
.
love came
.
and love still
comes to this day
.
love finds a way
.
~ poem "Love Finds a Way"
by Michael Traveler, author/poet
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