"Mary"
my name came from the lips,
parted in peace
with a smile.
Intense was the love
in warm eyes,
for none other
but the one who lies
in sorrow glorified.
You used my name.
Mercy, you penetrate.
Grace, you recreate.
Resurrected promise;
you saved.
How could I not have known you,
because of my fear?
My heart overcome.
One word so simple
proves my love.
"Teacher," I answer.
Lord you are here.