There was a time so long ago
a night of pain and mourning
a crucifixion full of hate
his cruel death a warning
Three days they hid behind closed doors
his trembling few disciples
they prayed with fervent hopes and tears
and whispered psalm recitals
It was still dark when a new week
would shortly break to dawning
a woman who had loved this soul
came to his tomb that morning
This story has been often told
with minor variations
yet there are many who agree
on that one word then spoken
The woman wondered who it was
that uttered one short word
was it a gardener nearby
and why her heart then stirred
The risen one has been the source
of many books and lore
is it then true that he first spoke
to one whom most ignored
The word was 'Mary, ' said with love
and Magdalene transformed
that moment in the glow of truth
and miracle performed
Today it is a much loved name
oft used in prayers and praise
a word first uttered by a throat
that had been still three days
There was a time so long ago
a night of pain and mourning
a crucifixion full of hate
his cruel death a warning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So spiritual and special, lovely work Liilia!