On the Eighth Day
“And a sword will pierce your own soul too.”
Luke 2:35b NIV
Mary, oh mother Mary,
fairest in blessedhood.
bountiful womb delivers
cutting edge news —
to ponder, to treasure,
deep pangs to measure.
the destiny of your firstborn son
wrapped in mankind’s mess.
the sinless one would save
all who will come, but first
the arrival of suffering and shame.
Mary, oh mother Mary,
the sound of Simeon’s proclaim
must have taken your breath away.
but hence you hold the savior near,
kiss his soft sweet cheeks,
meanwhile yours leak.
12/25/2019
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2019
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