If you want,
the Virgin
will come walking down the road
pregnant with The holy,
and say,
"I need shelter for the night,
please
take me inside your heart,
my time is so close."
Then,
under the roof of your soul,
you will witness
the sublime intimacy,
The Divine,
The Christ,
taking birth forever,
as she grasps your hand for help,
for each of us is
the midwife of God,
each of us.
Yes, there,
under the dome of your being
does creation come
into existence
eternally,
through your womb,
dear pilgrim
the sacred womb
of your soul,
as God grasps
our arms
for help:
for each of us
is His Beloved servant,
never far.
If you want,
the Virgin
will come walking down the street
pregnant with Light and sing.
St. John of the Cross
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