Saturday, December 9, 2017

Magnificat



MAGNIFICAT 

What shall I do
with this quiet joy?
It calls forth the expanse
of my soul, calls
it forth to go singing
through the world...
to rock the cradles of death
gently and without fear.. 
to collect the rain
in my spread hands
 and spill it
like laughter...

Calls it forth
to bear into this world
a place
where light will glisten the edge
 of every wing
and blade of grass and
Shine 
along every hair on every head..
Gleam 
among the turnings of every wave.
Glorify
the turning open of each life,
each human hand.



from "Magnificat" by Christina Hutchin
My soul magnifies God.
Luke 1:46

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The Visitation of Mary to her cousin Elizabeth is closely connected to the canticle 
of the Magnificat that she sang on that occasion.

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Painting "The Visit" by Dorothy Webster Hawksley, (1884-1970)

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