Friday, December 9, 2011

According to Your Word - Friday of the Second Week of Advent

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(Is 48:17-19; Mt 11:16-19)


What Mary knew was just
enough for the usual day;
pull water, flint fire, bake
bread, smile, pray

the dark orations, sleep, wake
wait. When pain honed a nerve,

when birth or dying clotted
an hour, she leaned to the curve

of living, resilient to fear,
laughter, suffering.
Partings are a little death.
Each one's journey is a thing

wholly without precedent.
She looked at the sky
for compass. None. She, too,
created a road to travel by.

– poem by Maura Eichner;
offered for reflection by Bro. Didacus Wilson, T.O.R.