“Mary” – A Poem for Advent
I have missed writing weekly prayers. With many heavy things going on in life, as well as some other writing projects to which I’m tending, the blog’s received less attention. But I want to share a short piece of poetry as we continue our Advent journey. Jesus is coming with hope, promise, peace, and guidance. Into your life. Into the world. Oh, Praise Him.
“Mary”
A Poem for Advent
Waiting time is pregnant time.
Hold,
Hope,
Trust.
Possibilities and promise push
my soul to its outer-rim,
making haven in the uncomfortable.
What lies beyond beckons
to what grows within.
“Come…”
Creaking, groaning, stretching,
the womb grows and Hands shape my soul.
I cannot expand any further,
it hurts too much.
This rim.
It’s the limit.
Then pain and grace interlock fingers,
holding me fast in perfect embrace.
I breathe into birth
and cry my
raw, new melody.
Lovely work, dear Arianne … it’s good that you are returned!
Thank you, Aaron! Christ’s deep peace and blessings to you in this holy season. Sending much love from all of us here…
Thank you for your beautiful words…your words are always so meaningful to me. Merry Christmas, all the best in the new year and God’s blessings to you, dear Arianne and Jeff, and of course, sweet Eden.
Thinking of you, Jill Therrien
Thank you so much, Jill! You are in our hearts and are a true gift to us.
Thank you for sharing your exquisite poem, Arianne.
The message is for all of us, but it was because of the metaphor you chose to use, that I sent a copy to my 7-months -pregnant niece and another to her mother, instead of our Christmas letter.
Thank you for sharing your exquisite poem, Arianne.
The message is for all of us, but it is due to the metaphor that you chose to use that I sent a copy to my niece who is 7 months pregnant, and anther to her mother, instead of our annual Christmas letter.