Mary’s Lullaby

In one unguarded moment, sound so faint
Strikes heart’s true ear—to Word of God once tuned—
As Mary’s lullaby for us God paints
With pictures in her song that makes us swoon.
There, stretched across the sky of our own minds,
We see a rainbow’s strings of Noah’s hues,
And dove flies back and forth on heaven’s wind
To strum a melody both old and new.
The fragrance of that song from Eden wafts
O’er gate and angel, bars from paradise
All us in Adam born, so we can laugh
With joy as we are carried home in Christ.
May Mary’s song be our new lullaby
While with her Son we in his manger lie.

NINTH DAY OF CHRISTMAS