Annunciation

The angel of the Lord declared unto Mary,
and she conceived of the Holy Ghost
The Angelus

Listen, friends, Romans, seekers,
to the familiar miracle;
memorized, recited, visualized,
each childhood noon.
Gabriel hovers. Mary bows her head.

Now I find the story is mine,
everyman's story of the call,
the summoning,
awakening of virgin psyche
to the seed of Spirit:
Truth descends to meet our need.

I feel the past rise up as gospel.
And if I attune to hear the song,
do I hear heaven…angel… intuition…
sounding in my heart?

I stretch my mind, feel God in me,
wake up, begin to see my inner, stature;
deeper, taller, angelic,
Christ born again each now
in me.

And
If I listen;
hear the call;
i n v i t e God in;
open to the seed of Spirit;

rejoice in the One I bear within;
nurture the Love living in my Heart;
bring Christ forth into the world each day;
allow my Christ, and yours, to grow, flourish;

raise up Peace with every thought;
feed on Joy in word and deed;
name it F r e e d o m,
name it G o d,
name us
God…

…what
wonders
can I then
create?

by Margaret Rosche

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More poems:

Annunciation    Bigger       Who Will Love Me Now?       What to Do?

Wanting Less    Come Away    Fallen Angel    God in my Glass

Chant    The Man in My Head

Falling Into Love: Reflections Along the Path, by Margaret Rosche
ISBN 1-892698-12-7, 140 pages. $16.95 USA; $19.95 Canada.