Mary stood pure before the fall, untainted,
a vessel of light, a silent beacon,
God chose her for the quiet miracle,
her heart untouched by the dark shadow,
Christ's first wonder, a preemptive love,
woven in grace, she bore no burden,
her soul was a garden, unmarked blooms,
full of trust, a soft light that never dimmed,
carrying hope where sin dared not tread,
every step she took was an echo of heaven,
a hymn of mercy, a promise unbroken,
grace like a river, washing away edges,
she was the chosen, the gentle vessel,
the mercy that held the world close,
and we, in her light, found reflections.
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Beautifully written and touching poem, very enjoyable read
Mary symbol of purity, love, strength is represented in other religions as well. Virgin birth is frequent in mythology as is the idea of a demigod born of god and human. This was a beautiful tribute to all these elements encapsulated in a biblical figure. Very nicely worded in poetic form it rings out
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