The rapture of Mary
by Melissa Stiers
I have to believe
God is a perfect lover…
When the angel Gabriel left
what happened then is not only for the dreaming Mary.
God must have laid her down gently-
As at least any good cowboy would have done-
Whispered into her ear the sound of creation-her laughter
like rain on a river flowing wide
into an ocean where water
has no beginning
Or end. An ocean of stars flooded her lips; galaxies bloomed within when He
came and she held Him deep, folded the walls of her womb
around Him so He could then sleep
could begin her work.