Visitation of Mary to Elizabeth

 It couldn’t have been a pleasant journey—

pregnant, possibly nauseous, wondering if she would be welcomed?

Did she know her cousin, Elizabeth?

Had they met before? If so, Mary

would have been a child, and Elizabeth, already old.

Not much different now, and yet

everything different. Two pregnant women,

bound by blood, and now, by womb, by God.

Quiet strength connecting them, living miracles within them.

The greeting melted all the stress, turned it to joy,

leaping babies, hearts and songs fill the welcoming space,

a place of belonging, a sanctuary,

a womb for these already born and yet becoming.