A Woman Wrapped in Silence

I got the coolest book from sweet Brea the other day. I love it. You might've already guessed it, but it's called A Woman Wrapped in Silence, and it is a narrative poem about Mary, the Mother of God. It is so beautiful. I haven't read that much so far, but here is a short, but beautiful, excerpt:

And when the hour had come that was to move

The long days onward up to Bethlehem,

Until a faint new cry should break across

Our air that had not heard such cry before,

Weighted with ungarnered potencies

High portent unreleased, and tremulous

With mercies still unsaid, a moment paused

Above a quiet place, and found, just this,

A woman wrapped in silence, and the seed

Of silence was her heart that tried to give

All that it held to give, and ever more.