Poem: "A Mystical Heart" by Edwina Gateley

Christ could be born a thousand times in Galilee –

but all in vain until he is born in me.

– Angelus Silesius

Seed of God,

be born in me,

thrust new life forward

like a sap-filled tree

rising from

Your pool of grace

rooted in my womb’s embrace.

Seed of God,

burst forth from me,

let me stretch

that God

might be.

Source: A Mystical Heart, page 34.