Echoes of Cana


Echoes of Cana
I found the Sorrow in my Soul
Of all the Wounds that came before–
Here are mine that are for You
Whose wounds for me come bleeding through
Like You, I’ve seen my Mother’s tears,
She, who followed me for Years,
Insisting that it be Your Hour–
Pierced that Your side poured Wine and Water
This is Our marriage and Our vow–
The Suffering She, too, went through
And that it be to purify
We Children who once pierced your Side

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