advent people (a poem)

do not be
mistaken.
this waiting
is not
inaction;
this anticipation
is not
wishful thinking.
they are
present tense
living
in a
world
preoccupied with
the way it was,
  the not yet,
the used to be,
  the maybe never.
they are
persistent
prophetic
resistance
found
in the song
of a young mother;
in the coo
of a newborn babe;
in the living
of advent people.
  -- bshivers