Annunciation

Lingering bits of brilliance play
among the dust in slanting rays of sunlight.
A fragrance also.
Indefinable.
Mysterious.
Other.
She shivers as she remembers…

Taken completely by surprise,
His voice.
Man voice.
Inside her modest chamber.
Unheard of.
She is terrified. And yet…

He does not harm her.
A messenger, he says.
He does not explain how he came to be there.
So suddenly.
Shimmering…

Highly favored, he calls her.
Blessed.
She is to bear a child.
Son of the Most High.
Throne of David.
House of Jacob.
JESUS.

She trembles.
Tears betray her fear.
She barely breathes…

…HOW?

(It is too much.
She is so young.)

Words tender…
Holy Spirit
Son of God
You
are not
alone.

Silence hangs in the room.
Heavy.
Her heart pounds.
So much
depends
on this……

May it be to me….according to your word.

Her whisper rends time.
Nothing
will ever
be the same.
Inside her fragile body
the DNA
of God.

Lingering bits of brilliance play
among the dust in slanting rays of sunlight.
A fragrance also.
Indefinable.
Mysterious.
Other.

~sm

Today, Christians around the world commemorate the Feast of the Annunciation. We honor the Mother of God; she who first showed us how to open our lives completely to Christ. To allow Him to fully inhabit the deepest parts of who we are, whatever the cost. Inside her womb was wrought the Incarnation which is life to us all. Would that I might be more like her.

“Behold the handmaiden of the Lord. May it be to me according to Your Word.” ~Luke 1:38