Posted by: StrongStakes | December 10, 2012

Mary’s Song


As we continue through the Advent Season toward Christmas Day, consider sharing this poem with family and friends … Mary’s Song.

Mary’s Song

Luci Shaw

Blue homespun and the bend of my breast
keep warm this small hot naked star fallen to my arms.

(Rest . . . You who have had so far to come.)

Now nearness satisfies the body of God sweetly.

Quiet He lies whose vigor hurled a universe.

He sleeps whose eyelids have not closed before.
His breath (so slight it seems no breath at all)

once ruffled the dark deeps to sprout a world.
Charmed by doves’ voices, the whisper of straw,
He dreams,
hearing no music from His other spheres.
Breath, mouth, ears, eyes
He is curtailed Who overflowed all skies, all years.
Older than eternity, now He is new.

Now native to earth as I am,

nailed to my poor planet, caught that I might be free,
blind in my womb to know my darkness ended,
brought to this birth for me to be new-born,
and for Him to see me mended
I must see him torn.

I first read this in 1971 in a publication by Inter-Varsity Christian Fellowship called HIS magazine.  It speaks clearly to the wonder of our Savior’s birth.

Embrace God’s Grace!

~ tr

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