“Madonna & Child” by Wes Browning

Mary,
holding your baby;
did you see a shadow fall
on the stable wall?
Did the wise men dare to tell you all they knew?

Mary,
who are you?

Frightened child bride,
towed by an angry Joseph
through the swirl of history,
shouting prophets
thundering over your huddled form…

Untouched maiden
meekly kneeling
to the Master of the Universe,
raising one cuckoo
and a flock of sparrows,
never losing serenity
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