2015.01.04: Epiphany of the Lord

… and on entering the house they saw the child with Mary his mother. They prostrated themselves and did him homage. — Mt 2:11

here i am Lord
at the feet of your crib
a makeshift bed
of only straw and hay
for the Son of God

here i am Lord
called here by your loving Mother
when the shepherds caught me
sobbing uncontrollably
while the Magi of the east
paid you homage

here i am Lord
full of shame
how many times have i read
the sacred words of Isaiah
yet never having believed
until the Magi came
seeking your birthplace

here i am Lord
bathing in your radiance
your glory shines over me
your splendor covers me
my heart throbs and overflows

here i am Lord
crying tears of joy
i bring you no gifts
yet you gave me Life
forever i will give you thanks
forever i will sing your praise