Poetry from the pen of Pat Marsh

Saturday, 16 December 2017

The Melting

it seemed
as if the heavy weight of her weariness
melted into the straw
as her exhausted body
surrendered itself
to the makeshift bed
that Joseph had fashioned

it was done

the child was born

the promised one
was here

and a river
of unimaginable
relief and joy
washed over her and through her
like an all-consuming tidal wave

he was safely come

she knew not
what the future held

but God had come good
she knew she could trust
her Adonai

she had surrendered her body
to his purposes
and he
had delivered on his promise

and through the swirling mist of emotion
and a million unanswerable questions
through the discomfort
and after pains
of childbirth
in the total unknowing
of what came next
the whole weight of her tired body
settled into the straw
and utter joy
flooded her senses

God had come good

let it be to me
she thought
according to your Word

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