Virginal Love
Who is she who can know my sorrow?
What woman, blameless, has lost the love
of a good man?
Truly, if I am without fault,
and he without guilt,
what woman can know my sorrow?
Heavily Undead
My head lies heavy, but undead
As I writhe upon the bed.
My neck cannot support its head
My broken body - limited.
The Agony of Divine Pain
What mortal vessel can contain
the agony of Divine pain?
He hath chosen that I remain
And at His cross I lie here slain
I beg that Savior’s blood shall stain
Upon my body, soaked like rain
And at my side a piercing pain
A stabbing in my pounding veins
The Pain of the Father
I weep here.
As I lie,
I gasp.
Who can know the pain of the Father?
Who has known the anguish of the Son?
Do the many branches
know that pain
shall emanate from the tree?
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