pondered…
Mary knew her little boy was different from the start.
Mary knew because the angel thrust it in her heart.
Mary knew he’d cause the ruin of nations far and wide.
Mary knew but still she prayed to keep him by her side.
Mary felt his tenderness for her who touched the hem.
Mary heard his words drop stones in spite of all of them.
Mary saw his hands take bread and fish and feed the hill.
Mary smelled his musk of death and sensed the coming kill.
Mary wondered why the God would stoop to be a man.
Mary wondered why she was included in love’s plan.
Mary wondered why the thorns were such a vital part.
But Mary knew her little boy was different from the start.