Between the two world wars
She traveled to Palestine
To visit the holy and
Unholy places for herself
She and her accompanying angel
Walked from Nazareth to Bethlehem
Holding hands sometimes and camping out
An easy hike of 16 miles
It was Advent and the quiet mood
Of Mary in the last few weeks
Of her pregnancy filled the air
While the fetal Jesus was preparing
To enter the human world after all
She'd been through which was nothing
Compared to what had still to happen
She could feel the sepulcher
Stretching her heart out further she could
Feel the pain of labor coming
As if she herself were being born
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