Letter of the Innocents
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What is this feeling
So strange and alone
My fingers cannot move
And my heart has turned to stone.
The aching in my head
The darkness full of pain
The weakness in my lungs
My last breath forth, and slain.
What have I done, Mother
To deserve this torture sore?
Did I fail in my purpose, Do you love me no more?
I never wished to bring you harm,
No evils did I employ.
What murder do I deserve
Who wished to bring you joy?
What sin have I committed,
Or is it only shame
That compels you to commit a second crime
To pass on your deeds' blame?
But, Mother dear, though sorrow is great,
I love you more than ever
I forgive you as Jesus does
Whose bond you did sever.
He loves you and He wants you
Especially in your lonely hour
To place your hand secure in his,
His love in you shall flower.
As I met him at the golden gates
He told me: Before your time
You have joined the realm of saints
Eternal life sumblime.
I am pardon for the sinner,
I am peace for human strife,
I am the Lord your God Redeemer,
The Resurrection and the Life.
Mother, I am innocent
You who took my life away:
Repent and He will Forgive you,
In Him you may rest and stay.