Daily Signet

We hear the call.
A birth into death that a star can be born.
The death of a way that a way can be shown.
And that which is born shines out over the stable
where there is no where or no how or no why
it just shines—shining as the world’s chance to be.
The ascended light
hovering over the descended spirit.

Lead us on, oh Christmas Star. 
Lead us on, oh Light, from death!

Benjamin Martin