THE HILL COUNTRY
“The slopes and trees of Nazareth
are here in Judah’s hills,
a sight familiar,
as is she
whom I have come to see
“With Child, as I,
we share a single joy,
in laughter and in tears;
in silent wonder.
“She honours me,
this Hanna of another age,
and yet it is not we
who marvel at each other:
it is the child who greets the Child!
“He leaps with joy within her womb,
to sense the presence of the Chosen One.
Who lives in me.
And, wonder of all wonders,
I in Him!