Let us celebrate with joy the nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary.
For from her arose the son of justice Christ our God.
The priest at mass today was so sure of her divinity, I can’t help being contrary.
Always there is a nagging doubt, is that so odd.

I had a dream last night, I was staying in a monastery and asked to do the laundry.
It was hard work, I would rather have been with the monks singing and praying.
In the way of weird dreams I was doing as well the cooking which put me in a quandary.
But despite no skill, I felt fulfilment in working .

My doubts are the same.
I listen, I question my faith, I refuse to be blinded.
I admire the conviction of others, their hearts aflame.
But I remain open minded.

And then during Mass of a sudden the clouds lift.
It is true and swift comes belief’s gift.