Mary, the Mother
“W HAT is the great light falling through the door?”
The light of a white star shining like the sun!
“I will hide His eyes,” she said, “covering them o'er
Lest the sight should harm Him, my little, helpless one!”
“What is the great sound ever drawing near?”
The sound of singing voices in a vast wind's sweep!
“I will hold Him close,” she said, “so He may not hear,
So these may not wake Him in His first, sweet sleep!”
Her bright hair covered Him between her breast and arm;
“So my care shall cover Him from all unhappy things,
I shall be His shield,” she said, “between the world and harm!”
And nearer, ever nearer, drew angels, shepherds, kings.
Low laughed Mary among the drowsing kine:
“Mine and mine alone He is, by all my love possessed!”
And even as against His cheek she whispered, “Mine,” and “Mine!”
Heaven came in, the world came in and claimed Him at her breast.
The light of a white star shining like the sun!
“I will hide His eyes,” she said, “covering them o'er
Lest the sight should harm Him, my little, helpless one!”
“What is the great sound ever drawing near?”
The sound of singing voices in a vast wind's sweep!
“I will hold Him close,” she said, “so He may not hear,
So these may not wake Him in His first, sweet sleep!”
Her bright hair covered Him between her breast and arm;
“So my care shall cover Him from all unhappy things,
I shall be His shield,” she said, “between the world and harm!”
And nearer, ever nearer, drew angels, shepherds, kings.
Low laughed Mary among the drowsing kine:
“Mine and mine alone He is, by all my love possessed!”
And even as against His cheek she whispered, “Mine,” and “Mine!”
Heaven came in, the world came in and claimed Him at her breast.
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