Sunday, December 02, 2012

Advent (In Mary-Darkness)

I live my Advent in the womb of Mary.
And on one night when a great star swings free
from its high mooring and walks down the sky
to be the dot above the Christus i,
I shall be born of her by blessed grace.
I wait in Mary-darkness, faith’s walled place,
with hope’s expectance of nativity.

I knew for long she carried me and fed me,
guarded and loved me, though I could not see.
But only now, with inward jubilee,
I come upon earth’s most amazing knowledge:
someone is hidden in this dark with me.

Jessica Powers, The Selected Poetry of Jessica Powers, p. 81


And here is Fr Philip Dabney, CSsR, of Boston's Basilica of Our Lady of Perpetual Help, incorporating lines from the poem above into a short homily (it's toward the end):