So he came and took away his body. Nicodemus also, who had at first come to him by night, came bringing a mixture of myrrh and aloes, about a hundred pounds' weight. The subdued and serene atmosphere of Christ's death mutates into a scene of bloody horror and shrill lamentation. What Mary fiercely embraces is not a corpse but the life divine she is carrying in her heart. Identification Love is a multi-splendored thing, but never lame.
Love is fierce in passion and dedication.
Love professed and love kept silent - we don't know which one of them is burning most. I am no Mary, no Magna Mater , but I am not either a lame duck of love.