Quizás en ocasiones la desolación nos pinte a Dios como un Padre que se nos ha alejado. Quizás entonces, hasta que podamos descubrir que Él siempre está cerca, acudamos a María. Porque una madre pone patas arriba toda su vida si es necesario por cuidar a su hijo. Porque nuestra Madre nos tiene en sus brazos.
Brandi Carlile (By the way, I forgive you)
Welcome to the end
of being alone inside your mind
You’re tethered to another
and you’re worried all the time
You always knew the melody
but you never heard it rhyme
She’s fair and she is quiet,
Lord, she doesn’t look like me
She made me love the morning,
she’s a holiday at sea
The New York streets are busy
as they always used to be
But I am the mother of Evangeline
The first things that she took from me
were selfishness and sleep
She broke a thousand heirlooms
I was never meant to keep
She filled my life with color,
canceled plans, and trashed my car
But none of that was ever who we are
Outside of my windows
are the mountains and the snow
I’ll hold you while you’re sleeping
and I wish that I could go
All my rowdy friends are out
accomplishing their dreams
But I am the mother of Evangeline
And they’ve still got their morning paper and their coffee and their time
And they still enjoy their evenings with the skeptics and the wine
Oh, but all the wonders I have seen, I will see a second time
From inside of the ages through your eyes
You are not an accident where no one thought it through
The world has stood against us, made us mean to fight for you
And when we chose your name we knew that you’d fight the power too
You’re nothing short of magical and beautiful to me
Oh, I’ll never hit the big time without you
So they can keep their treasure and their ties to the machine
‘Cause I am the mother of Evangeline
They can keep their treasure and their ties to the machine
‘Cause I am the mother of Evangeline
Ooh
