Blue homespun and the bend of my breast
keep warm this small hot naked star
fallen to my arms. (Rest…
you who have had so far to come.)
Now nearness satisfies
the body of God sweetly. Quiet he lies
whose vigor hurled a universe. He sleeps
whose eyelids have not closed before.
Google books. This poem is in the book Accompanied by Angels: Poems of the Incarnation (Eerdman's 2006), which is a collection of her Advent poems that she has included in Christmas cards over the years. This poem has been put to music by Knut Nystedt and is sung by the Electra Choir of Vancover on the CD Child of Grace. What I love about this poem is that it brings me right into the room with Mary, and makes the miracle of Christmas real in the gut.
Enjoy more poetry this weekend at the round up at jama rattigan's alphabet soup.