Soldier-Son of Mary

I wrapped you

in a blanket white.

You who blanket me

with your frail form,

lest I perish in the might

of cruelty and scorn,

un-blest, rejecting

your pierced feet

stepping

into the deep,

rising from the hells

with me in your arms.

You who blanket me

with your frail form,

I wrap you

in a blanket white.