Only A Woman
Why did my restless sleep
Burst into radiant light?
Why did the voices merge
From gentle promptings into an urge?
The blood's beat changes
From cycle to increase;
And then, one blessed day,
The tensions cease:
O sweet release!
Out of control
My womb becomes a home,
Body and soul
Within me form.
And what began as vision
Becomes a sacred mission:
Not a patriarch nor a priest
But only a woman
Can bear the Christ.