by Hannah Enyawuile
I thought I saw an apparition As it glided slowly to my position From whence comes this lovely figure That has resulted in my mind's seizure? As the lighted silhouette came nearer, Slowly, I moved backwards in wonder. My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth And I stammered as my speech went south. “Hail, thou that art highly favoured, The Lord is with thee, dearly beloved. Blessed art thou amongst all women And blessed is thy seed that'll redeem men.” The figure bowed in salutation Yet I stared as though in oblivion. It spoke again with more fervour, “Fear not, thou hast found favour.” It told of a glorious One That will be the Most High's Son. It talked of my purity That had brought honour to me, mere Mary. I asked questions concerning this mystery, How would this be to one yet to marry? “The Holy Ghost shall come upon thee The power of the Highest shall overshadow thee." My heart had a lot of questions But it could provide not lasting solutions. If it all be the Will of The Lord Then, “Be it unto me according to Thy Word.” I looked as it glided away, This rare species like whited grey. “Wait,” I called, “Who are thou?” “Gabriel, who stands in the presence of Jehovah.”
Hannah Enyawuile is a Nigerian lawyer and astute scholar. She is also the Chief Editor at PANN Editorials, a virtual firm for professional book editing. Hannah is a content creator, poet and public speaker as well. She has a passion for writing godly fictional stories. She also loves teaching and travelling.
4 thoughts on “At the Well of Nazareth”
Masterpiece it is!
Great penmanship once again. More Grace Hannah.