While you knelt there in the chaos
Could you see past all the pain,
Past the sword that ripped your own soul
To your son’s triumphant reign?
Did the sands there of Golgotha
Scratch lines onto your face,
Mixing with the blood of Jesus,
Dearest Lady full of grace?
While you sank beneath his shadow
As he hung there on the cross,
Could you feel your own wounds bleeding
When you stood upon the rocks?
As the turmoil clutched your sad soul,
Did your heart completely break?
Could you hear the soldier cursing
While his hammer hit the stake?
The “Prophecy of Simeon”,
Had it at last come true
Where the thoughts of many people
Would lay bare because of you?
Just when the earth was quaking
Did reality set in,
That Jesus died to save our souls
Because of all our sin?
Now, I ask you all these questions
Cos’ I’m leading up to one.
Can you forgive me, Blessed Mother
For the dying of your son?
Donna Sue Berry
August 9th, 2011
For September Month of Our Lady of Sorrows