Mary, did you know? Did you feel the pain of what is to come when you felt the pain of his entry? Did you see, toward the cross, to the loss? Did you trust? Did you doubt? Did you scream into the dark? Or by the time the cross came... Were you empty, Tired Drained... Surrendered from the inside out. I have no words, for what I see, feel... and now, innerstand. One day I'll ask you Mary, did you know?