It’s the time of year when things hurry, but a friend sent me a card by artist Anne Taylor of Janet Frame looking like a spinsterish madonna cradling a bird. You can see the image here

It slowed me down and inspired a poem

what do you nourish against your heart?
what pure spirit
sweet notion
curious unfolding
waits to be kindled into being

a star to show its coming
  angels sing of its becoming
  wise folk to bring you gifts, support and love

and you?
well, you will
welcome all that is within you
—the dark, the strange, the light—
and make a home, a manger,
for every brilliant bit of you
that longs to shine without.