
When I can find a quiet moment,
maybe just before I go to sleep,
I like to think I am in Mary’s womb with Jesus.
It’s quiet
and safe.
It’s only tiny Jesus and me in the sweetest darkness,
just together and nothing more,
held in unity,
each of us full of possibilities smiling serenely
in one another’s company,
surrounded by Mary,
by the universe
and its distant stars.
