A reflection on Mark 14:3-9

She anointed my head with oil

I’d seen her in the distance

standing quietly in the shadows

an alabaster flask in her hand

watching me

searching my face

watching my every move

Slowly she moved forward

holding her flask tightly to her

waiting until I was still

before her final steps to my side

Breaking the seal

she poured the oil into my hair

its aromatic fragrance filling the room

even into the darkest shadows

Love came to me

recognizing me

knew me well

The Son of Man

Love poured its fragrance into my hair

stilling some of the pain

of my aloneness

and impending death

Love came in a woman

unknown