“And then the angel left her.” Luke 1:38
Couldn’t you have let your shaft of light
linger a little longer? After all,
I did say yes.
Don’t depart. I’m not afraid now.
Veil yourself as a common gardener.
Let me hold onto the hem of your wing
until I learn to live in this same room,
with these same clothes, and me,
Mother of God, not alone.