Oh darkened daughter of Eve, now overshadowed by highest glory, Hold and hallow the aves within your whispered embrace, God-bearer, woman-blessed, Treasuring sacred seeds given, Till your secret garden bursts open to new and wailing life, Mother and child shouting for exhausted joy— Magnificat! Magnificat! Since venom-inked lungs breathed the pure word and believed, You pull all the faithful remnant through the narrow way of your womb To follow the lord-child, God-man, Spirit made ten-fingered flesh— All because of your yes, Your single, brave and ground-breaking Magnificat! Magnificat! Because you heard the gardener’s voice through sweeping breakers of tears And in new creation’s waves saw the God-man, new-Adam Stretch out his hand to the weeping queen, Ten-fingered and tender to raise and release her— Run and tell, shout the waking life as only you can, Your full-throated, brave and earth-shaking Magnificat! Magnificat!
Lindsey Gallant is a writer and homeschool mom in Prince Edward Island, Canada. She loves small wonders, big ideas, good books, ditch flowers, and attending to the presence of God in ordinary life. Find her poetry and prose at lindseygallant.com.
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"All because of your yes"