Edwards Avenue, Advent

I saw you, once, walking along the liminal space
The sculling off winter-weary clouds, your lace,
Drawn down to you and son in mothering
             arms ensconced,
Your brown eyes filling out the grown-dull world.
Christ-mass nearing, here you, and child,
Sojourners set on foot, what we strangers call:
Our Lord and Lady- these also we bid other, yet so close,
           flew to heart:
Flash of grace, beauty, fixed in your, their, paces
           and sure-to-signify faces.

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