Friday, June 3, 2011

Forever


The Babe beheld his mother's eyes
As tenderly she soothed his cries
Filled with love and motherly joy
Mary caressed her baby boy

Throughout his life these eyes of grace
Followed Him from place to place
Until one day they mournfully
Followed Him to Calvary

Pierced by sorrow, stung by grief
She crawled beneath the witness tree
The Lord gazed down, beheld his mother
 As one last time they looked at each other

Her eyes spoke forever, a love so profound
They rained their sorrow upon the ground
And those beautiful eyes first seen at his birth
Were the last eyes He saw as He left the earth

2 comments:

  1. What a beautiful poem for this First Saturday. Thanks for sharing it , Mary.

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  2. Thank you, Karin :) I wrote it last year (or 2009) while meditating on the life of Jesus through the eyes of his mother. God bless!

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