Calm was the day, and through the trembling air
a message came to her, a message clear and fair:
Rejoice, oh Woman, and behold the beauty soft and mild,
for you shall carry within you a sacred Child.
Of shock she wept, and turned away in fear
of words she did not grasp, of words she could not hear:
Rejoice, oh Woman, and behold the sacred grace bestowed,
for you shall carry within you our Hope foretold.
Calm was the day, and through the trembling air
a message came to her, a message clear and fair:
Rejoice, oh Woman, and behold the wonder deep and pure,
for you shall carry within you life's loving Cure.
Author notes
Mary, Mother of Jesus the Christ
Artwork: Botticelli
In a list
A contest entry
- THE GOLDEN TREASURY by Keith.
530 points, ended June 22, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Well earned gold. What a wonderful poem and a perfect accompaniment to the picture. This message of hope has been carried since Adam's time (foreshadowed in the sacrifice of the pure lamb and later symbolized in the sanctuary and purification rituals). We have never been without the promise of redemption and one day the reality of same.
What a beautiful poem. So well crafted. This is a work of art.
Garrison
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Garrison ...
Thank you so much for your comment. It is strange how my Muse works. I had this feeling I wanted to write a poem, I had NO IDEA what the topic was ... So I said: Okay Muse, go ahead ... So I looked into the contests, that often inspire me to write, and when I saw the opening line, WOOOSH, the rest of the poem poured out, EXACTLY as it is now, except for that one word Leo suggested that I change.
Wondrous, not so?
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This message of hope has carried on for two milenia and still pertinent today. Good luck in the contest.
Sincerely,
Leo Long
ps. Might I be so bold as to suggest....
"for you shall carry within you our Hope foretold."
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Thank you Leo ...
I liked that suggestion and changed in accordance.
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Quite simply a beautiful poem.
Bill
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Thank you Bill ...
for your comment. I appreciate you reading my work.
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I like the italics which make the words of the messenger stand out. The first line sets up the scene very well, then you bring timeless wonder to it. While Mary is adored, most mothers can enter into the experience of bringing hope and joy to the world.
I am uncomfortable with "forebode" because it is the infinitive and the placement calls for a participle. I'm not sure what that form is in this case; I could be wrong just because I don't know.
The whole poem is beautiful and inspiring, with lovely use of repetition.
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Thank you so much, Poetess ...
for a lovely comment.
I used forbode as a verb ... was thinking of Hope's forbode, noun, but somehow the verb is more of an active form to stress the powerful deed of Hope to this world. As for the plural, see it as poetic freedom, in the sense of the royal we. (Hope forbode by Thee ...) -
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Ah, please forgive my misunderstanding.
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Ah you are welcome ...
beloved Editor ...
I love your agile eye ... and mind ... 
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This is beautiful. As for the art work, I do not think I have seen this one before. Boticelli. a true artist. You must excuse me, the words too are beautiful. And we have a calm day here. Peace be with you. K.
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Thank you so much Keith ...
for the gold and the glitter. I loved your poetic comment!
You are a true Bard.
Blessed be, Poet.
Love
Myra
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Love, C
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Thank you Cheryl ...
for that grin, hug and love ... right back to you, Poetess ... You are so very kind.
Love
Myra
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I love it when the messsages come thru clear - sure is a faith boost! and when He is silent, it is a faith stretch...
P.S. Jesus sure was a butterball of a baby, wasn't He?
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Ah, Wade ...
when myra does not get in the way, the messages are always clear.
Yes. Jesus was a perfect and lovable baby, I am sure. For He was completely human, but for the sin.
And I think this artwork is simply divine ...
Thank you so much for reading my work.
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