Twelve Days of Mother Love ~ Rest on the Flight into Egypt
DECEMBER 12, 2016
**Nestled in the arms of antiquity,**
**cold stone in the dark of night**
**a light ignites,**
**drawing us to the center of being,**
**new life**
**despite the impossible,**
**despite everything that says no,**
**despite the icy grasp of fear**
**that melts**
**with that first glimpse of love**
**in the reflection**
**before you.**
**cold stone in the dark of night**
**a light ignites,**
**drawing us to the center of being,**
**new life**
**despite the impossible,**
**despite everything that says no,**
**despite the icy grasp of fear**
**that melts**
**with that first glimpse of love**
**in the reflection**
**before you.**
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