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    24 Dec '08 18:41
    Enjoy. 🙂


    Prayer for a New Mother
    The things she knew, let her forget again-
    The voices in the sky, the fear, the cold,
    The gaping shepherds, and the queer old men
    Piling their clumsy gifts of foreign gold.

    Let her have laughter with her little one;
    Teach her the endless, tuneless songs to sing,
    Grant her her right to whisper to her son
    The foolish names one dare not call a king.

    Keep from her dreams the rumble of a crowd,
    The smell of rough-cut wood, the trail of red,
    The thick and chilly whiteness of the shroud
    That wraps the strange new body of the dead.

    Ah, let her go, kind Lord, where mothers go
    And boast his pretty words and ways, and plan
    The proud and happy years that they shall know
    Together, when her son is grown a man.


    The Maid-Servant at the Inn
    "It's queer," she said; "I see the light
    As plain as I beheld it then,
    All silver-like and calm and bright ---
    We've not had stars like that again!

    "And she was such a gentle thing
    To birth a baby in the cold.
    The barn was dark and frightening ---
    This new one's better than the old.

    "I mind my eyes were full of tears,
    For I was young, and quick distressed
    But she was less than me in years
    That held a son against her breast.

    "I never saw a sweeter child ---
    The little one, the darling one! ---
    I mind I told her, when he smiled
    You'd know he was his mother's son.

    "It's queer that I should see them so ---
    The time they came to Bethlehem
    Was more than thirty years ago;
    I've prayed that all is well with them."
  2. tinyurl.com/ywohm
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    24 Dec '08 19:03
    Did you ever read Miriam of Nazareth by Ann St Zoll? There were two other books in the series as well. Awesome. Poetic, profound...
  3. Joined
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    24 Dec '08 19:11
    Originally posted by pawnhandler
    Did you ever read Miriam of Nazareth by Ann St Zoll? There were two other books in the series as well. Awesome. Poetic, profound...
    I will check it out. 🙂
  4. Donationkirksey957
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    24 Dec '08 21:03
    Originally posted by Mimor
    Enjoy. 🙂


    [b]Prayer for a New Mother

    The things she knew, let her forget again-
    The voices in the sky, the fear, the cold,
    The gaping shepherds, and the queer old men
    Piling their clumsy gifts of foreign gold.

    Let her have laughter with her little one;
    Teach her the endless, tuneless songs to sing,
    Grant her her right to whisper to her ...[text shortened]... ehem
    Was more than thirty years ago;
    I've prayed that all is well with them."[/b]
    powerful. thanks.
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    24 Dec '08 22:40
    Thank you for the touching poems for this special day, Mimor. Audrey
  6. Hmmm . . .
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    25 Dec '08 04:20
    This was the year that my mother
    breathed her last. It must have been
    a quick breath, by all accounts,
    and one, for once, without fear.

    For that I am thankful.
    For the quickness I am thankful.

    Olam ha’ba, the world to come,
    is the world that is always
    coming. Lives and events
    do not, not really, pass us by—
    there are only the moments
    that we do or do not notice.

    And then they are gone.
    With or without our permission.

    The dark solstice has slipped its knot.
    The days
    are lengthening again.

    And now, as always, we have the choice:
    to cling to what has been,
    to mourn as if the spreading night
    might never be undone—

    Or, bravely and without shame,
    to turn one’s face to face
    the world that without ceasing
    keeps on coming, coming on.

    The world whose name
    is “in the beginning”—
    beginning that must always
    be bravely met—
    the world that without ceasing
    keeps on coming, coming on.
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