After the solitude,

So much pressure squeezing in,

Aching for the road.

This place is crowded,

Swelling, rushing everywhere,

Pregnant with stillness.

Stand in tired ending,

Living draws down from the earth,

Dig deep Jesses root

Sit and break fast now,

Darkness is pouring away,

Light of the world comes

I am not there yet,

This road winding inside me,

Immanuel is