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

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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):