OUR LADY'S SONG
Our Lady made a lullaby
a long, long time ago,
when winter winds blew down the sky
and stars were hanging low.
And, as she sang, our little Lord
smiled up into her eyes
as though it were enough reward
for leaving Paradise.
Then suddenly the wind did sing
Our Lady's lovely lay,
and on its wild, enraptured wing
it bore her song away.
And so it comes through all the years
as clearly as of old -
the song that dried God's human tears
at midnight in the cold.
Sister M Ada
America. 26 December 1942
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