SONG FOR HER SORROWS
Feast of Our Lady's Dolours*
Tranquil temple days,
unbroken nights of prayer
these were yours, my Mother,
in the spring of your pure life;
Scripture study hours,
needlework and psaltery,
betrothal, Nazareth and peace.
Then came the little Seed
and suddenly the wings of sorrow
wrapped themselves around you,
from Joseph's anguished cloud of doubt
until the tomb's white jaws
received your mangled Son in death;
these pinions covered you most jealously
making you witness of the Father's love
for renegades, this sea of men
bringing its blood-red tides
through you, our Mother
in the harvesting of time.
Sister M Josephine F SS S
Cord. September 1961
*The seven dolours (or sorrows) of the Blessed Virgin were the prophecy of Simeon, the flight into Egypt, three day's loss of Jesus, meeting Jesus on the way to Calvary, Mary at the foot of the cross, Jesus is taken down from the cross and the burial of Jesus.
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