The Visit

In flight

Into Egypt



Yet at peace.

You pass my way.

Because you are holy

We are worlds apart,

Yet you touch me

By your plight.

You must eat.

You must drink.

Rest a moment

Under my tent.

Holy visitors,

Let me wash your feet.

Your smiles

Enter my heart

As a symphony.

Stay the night.

Bring the star

From heaven

To light my adobe.

Dwell forever

Here in Spirit.

Though you must hurry

On your way,

Journey on,

O Protector,

O Mother,

O Child.

With me,

In your hearts.

Now, I wait

For you forever.

I tucked a little rattle

Under His blanket.


He’ll hear me

In the sounds,

A remembrance,

Like a prayer,

In the rattling of beads.

By Joann Nelander