The Annunciation Poem by Arockiya Micheal Annaraj A

Gabriel, Gabriel....
Thus the Almighty called him who was the messenger.
A holy hour fixed
Before the foundation of the world itself,
Noticed drawing very near,
To be full-filled by the Spirit,
His Master plan sketched so far; .
The Spirit,
Who hovered over the Water in the creation and sanctified it,
One among the
Three-Person'd God,
Executor, Divine Counselor, And Another Companion,
His Name means;
Gabriel, Heavenly messenger
Sent to A holy Woman, A New-Eve,
Who was the woman foretold in the Scriptures;
She, the Masterpiece of the Lord ever created;
No flaws and sins in her;
She is an Immaculata.
Going to bear the One,
The Word,
Who was the Creator, One with the Father,
Executor of the World,
And it's happenings;
He, the Second Person
Along with The Father and the Son;
By the Will of the Father and the Spirit,
Going to become
The Word Incarnate.
The Son of Man He would be;
Born of Virgin, Him whom
The heavens cannot contain,
But Her womb bore,
To the Wonder of the history,
Became the Salvation
To the people living in.
Mary, Mary....
Gabriel called the young woman,
Seeing her reading the Word of God and consuming it,
In her very depth of heart
Being prepared,
Radiating in the Grace of the Lord,
Frightened in the light of Gabriel,
Afraid to ask whom he was.
Yet knowing him to be the messenger from the above.
Bowed her head and folded her hands in the chest
As a sign of humility.
The heavenly messenger announced the Birth of our Lord, His Crucifixion, Resurrection and His Kingdom.
Her heart filled with sorrow and joy but in doubt,
Asked and clarified,
Filled with the Spirit of God,
Gave her Fiat;
Became our mother in our Son-ship with her Son who is God's only begotton.
Before Abraham, Solomon
He lives.
Before the foundation of the world, He lived and was glorified.