Light in the Darkness

Not Moses on the mountain, not Sinai wrapped in flame, not Passover in

Egypt with the blood upon the frame. This one starts in shadows between

prophets and the Christ, when the temple was defiled by a king who

priced the light. They outlawed law and Sabbath, put idols in the place,

where prayers once rose like incense, now it wreaked of shame. A family lit

a fire when the empire said obey, and the oil was barely breathing

but it burned anyway. No thunder, no red sea, just a faithful

few who'd rather bleed. So light it when the world goes dark,