December 8: Feast of the Immaculate Conception ~ The Wings She Has Carved Herself Out of the Cold.
Surrounded By All The Falling
After four days of rain
sunlight fills the branches like returning birds,
one of those flocks men believed
they could shoot at forever and never reach the end.
They went fluttering, one by one,
to extinction in seven years.
But this day startles in its sudden gold,
its colored persimmons, rust and fallen
And the sky is so utterly blue it can barely be faced.
It is time to plant bulbs again,
to fork and seed the empty beds into flower.
I turn to feel the sleep-warmth of your hands,
the even breathing that tells me you are close by...
The girl slides down from the swiveling chair,
her hair combed to new curls.
I can tell by the day's
windowed, blowsy beauty, it will begin to snow.
Please have a listen. I have heard Bobby McFerrin do sing this and had the pleasure of accompanying him along with thousands of others in an audience. It was a wonderful experience.
The Feast of the Immaculate Conception celebrates belief in the Immaculate Conception of the Blessed Virgin Mary. It is universally celebrated on December 8, nine months before the feast of the Nativity of Mary, which is celebrated on September 8. (Anglican)