Annunciation by John Donne (+1631):
Salvation to all that will is nigh;
That All, which always is all everywhere,
Which cannot sin, and yet all sins must bear,
Which cannot die, yet cannot choose but die,
Lo, faithful virgin, yields Himself to lie
In prison, in thy womb; and though He there
Can take no sin, nor thou give, yet He will wear,
Taken from thence, flesh, which death’s force may try.
Ere by the spheres time was created, thou
Wast in His mind, who is thy Son and Brother;
Whom thou conceivst, conceived; yea thou art now
Thy Maker’s maker, and thy Father’s mother;
Thou hast light in dark, and shutst in little room,
Immensity cloistered in thy dear womb.
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Thank you for sharing this. Very moving.
Lovely- thank you Father for this little gem.
Oh, I wish I had read this before our Solemn High Mass last night. What a wonderful poem!
Thanks for the Annunciation by Blessed Angelico. I like even more the one by Filippino Lippi in Santa Maria sopra Minerva.
This professor approves all poetry posts. Thanks, Father!