Saturday, December 24, 2011

Merry Christmas!

Dr. M & I have been writing an annual Christmas poem for twenty years now. Twenty! If you'd like to read our past efforts, click here. This year it was Dr. M's turn. Enjoy - and Merry Christmas!



Queen Mother

Mother, invested with crown,
Blood-stain red halo,
Glassy-eyed pale visage,
Lead-solder heavy burden
Cradled in your strong arms...
Master craftsmen of yore
Immortalized you this way,
And so, in turn, do we.

What happened to that
Brown-eyed, dark-haired girl,
Still young, but naïve no more?
How often did you cry “Why”
As your child grew within
While you were shunned
From without? Did you shout
“eli eli lama sabachthani” too?

We appeal to you, Mary,
In our times of trouble,
For you are the one
Who brought forth
The Son on whom
We now gaze in wonder:
“Vision of glory, this Child
Asleep on the hay.”

Pray, should we also ponder
What was asked of you,
Oh Blessed Madonna,
By Our Father in Heaven
Whose child you carried,
Raised, loved, and buried:
The One who made your belly
A swelling vessel of Presence?

Mike & Dana Rhyne
Christmas 2011

11 comments:

  1. Merry Christmas to both of you. The poem is beautiful.

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  2. The poem really reinforces the meaning of the season. Merry Christmas.

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  3. I read it on Mr. M's post and loved it. The tenderness and pathos of what was to come....I should think that it took two of you to live together to produce this ...even if one wrote it down!

    Happy Christmas.....and hugs.

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  4. It's a very poignant look at the purpose of Mary.

    Merry Christmas to you both. Safe travels to and fro.

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  5. Wonderful poem! Hope you have a very Merry Christmas. :)

    S

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  6. Hope you and Dr M have a happy and blessed Christmas.

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