Magnificat 2.0

Magnifcat 2.0

In certain moments, with the light just so,

I can see it.  How is hands move,

Or how his eyes flash

There! Now, I see,

He is my son.

In other moments, I see his father

and I whisper:

“My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord,”

even as my heart breaks to see it

He is so young, he is still so innocent.

And like most young men, he won’t fear the consequences,

Insolent child, infinite God

he pushes me (and all of us)

for something greater

What do I say to him now?

“Just wait until your father gets home?”

But we both know there is

No witness I can bring

That will move his spirit.

“Do whatever he tells you.”

And I wonder:
Is the message for them, or for me?

-Virginia Tyler Smith+