Feast of the Annunciation: March 25th
Below is another one of my favorite poems, a sonnet this time. It's by Malcolm Guite, a poet of our time (and he is still alive today), which is super cool because it means we have a recording of him reading this poem! Check out the link at the end of this post to hear that. I've been looking forward to sharing this poem with you - I think it's absolutely beautiful. My favorite lines are the last two :)
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The Annunciation by Malcolm Guite
We see so little, stayed on surfaces,
We calculate the outsides of all things,
Preoccupied with our own purposes
We miss the shimmer of the angels’ wings,
They coruscate around us in their joy
A swirl of wheels and eyes and wings unfurled,
They guard the good we purpose to destroy,
A hidden blaze of glory in God’s world.
But on this day a young girl stopped to see
With open eyes and heart. She heard the voice;
The promise of His glory yet to be,
As time stood still for her to make a choice;
Gabriel knelt and not a feather stirred,
The Word himself was waiting on her word.
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Link to listen to Guite's reading of this sonnet: https://malcolmguite.wordpress.com/tag/annunciation/
