Diário de Maria
Adriana Arydes
Mary's Diary
I look into your eyes and amidst so much weeping
It seems unbelievable that they crucified you
That you are the little one, that I cradled
Who fell asleep so quickly in my arms
The one who smiled as he looked at the sky
And when he prayed, he became serious
On this wood I see the little one
Who spoke among the doctors in the Temple
Who, when I asked, answered calmly
Who took care of God's matters
That same child who is on the cross
The King of men is called Jesus
That same man was no longer a child
When at that wedding I asked him for more wine
Who fed so many people
And looked directly at the poor and sick
He smiled at those he loved so much
And cried silently when his friend died
The evening falls, the sky becomes cloudy
Soon you will return to your eternal Father
Sleep, little one, sleep my child
To whom I gave all my affection
As in Nazareth, on that morning
Here is your servant, here is your slave
