Opening to the mystery

Yesterday was Madeleine L'Engle's birthday, so in honor of that I'd like to share one of her poems, offered to me by a mutual friend.  

After Annunciation: 

This is the irrational season
When love blooms bright and wild
Had Mary been filled with reason
There'd have been no room for the child.

What a wonderful invitation: if we don't allow for a little mystery, if we fill our heads up with logic and reason, then that which is waiting to be born, that which needs to be born, won't have room to grow to fruition.

Definite food for thought...