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Simeon's Blessing
Blessings
on this radiant child.
I'll smear his head
with bitter oils, cool
his brow with the waters
of paradise,
and with sweet incense
raise to heaven
his soul!
...but I fear for the life
my failing eyes foresee
how the rich of this land
will fear him, strike him down,
covet even the air
he breathes,
and you, daughter,
the soldiers will pierce
your tender breasts
with hot swords
of envy, tear
an open wound
deep in your heart,
to be a sanctuary
for all the mothers
of all the children
yet to be slain.
Most blessed
are you, my child, most holy
is your name.
poem
by
Steven Federle
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