Magdalene's song (Tim Blickhan)
- Editor: Tim Blickhan (submitted 2012-01-17). Score information: Letter, 12 pages, 100 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Copyright © 1986 Charles Timothy Blickhan
Original text and translations
We hurried in the dark morning
and all the pathway long
the spices we carried
gathered and clung to our hair.
The brush murmured around me
like the ghosts of thieves.
Soon we would see the great stone
But the way was free,
and a beautiful figure sat within his empty tomb.
As I returned,
still trembling with fear and joy,
suddenly he appeared in my path,
glowing with sweetness,
saying "Mary, don't be afraid."
And I knelt at his feet
and worshipped him in the stillness.
Because I was lesser
they did not believe me,
and later he came to them on the mountain.
But there in the garden
he came to me alone,
and stood unmoving to say,
"Mary, don't be afraid."