Christ carrying His Cross to Golgotha

The Virgin Mother, seeing her own Lamb led to the slaughter, followed wailing with the other women, and cried: “Where are you going my Child? Why do You travel along so fast? Would there perhaps be another wedding in Cana, and you hurry there, to turn for them water into wine? Can I not come with You my Child? Or tarry with You? Speak to me a word; You, Who are the Word. Pass me not by in silence, You, Who kept me pure. For You are my Son and my God.”

+