Crucifix

Do not cry for me,

Mother, seeing me in the grave.

This greatest hour was hallowed and

By angel's choirs; fire melted sky.

He asked his Father:"Why am I abandoned…?"And told his Mother: "Mother, do not

Magdalena struggled, cried and moaned.

Peter sank into the stone trance…Only there, where Mother stood alone,

None has dared cast a single glance.

Translated by Tanya Karshtedt