Morning Poem: The Annunciation

Mary, did you marvel at the sight of an angel,

did you find the hair on the nape of your neck standing on end

in fear, in dread, in fascination, in tender curiosity?

Did you consider saying no?

Did you blush or panic

or wish

that you could rush out the door

into the cool spring breeze

and forget it ever happened?

Hail, Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee,

he said in his angel voice

that must have sounded like heaven

in your maiden ear.

Did you think your life was over

or just beginning

at the news of your impending motherhood?