The Cousin, Elizabeth: Hail, little one. You’re full of spirit I can see. Don’t look so stunned – the Lord surprised us in old age. I thought the change had come; instead, and even as we kiss, an infant frolics in my womb. How is it that you’ve come, so full of youth and grace? Surely Adonai has sent you as the handmaid I’ll be needing. Why, even among the women I could see that you are blessed. Come, sit down. You’re looking very pale. We’ll have some bread, a sip of wine and then, you can tell me all the news. I must confess I’ve never been to Nazareth and I only met your mother once, when we were little girls.
Listen to me rambling on like this. My husband’s deaf and hasn’t spoken since - oh, never mind, I’ll stop. I want to hear the angel’s message that you bring. Now tell me, tell me everything. Mary: I told her, told her everything.
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Some poems relate to particular inc
The Cycles of Time
Interdependence Each season leaves
January nights Come early and stay
Winter is leaving So sunsets stay f
Sudden snow in spring Lilacs hide t
Easter hyacinths Feed on harvest gl
Hummingbirds hover We sit still and
Long before sunset Half-moon rules
October’s daughter Balances polar
Time is like autumn Its brush turns
Bits and Pieces God is like the loo
From the Barn at Weston We huddle l
Reflections I love the beauty of yo
The will to let go isn’t enough.
Revelation Happens (One Day at a Ti
For Tony de Mello Whether or not a
Imagining Immortality We fall throu
Adam/Autumn An instant burst of Lov
Evensong for Advent The old man sle