Daughter of the earth at the dawn of the Spirit, the flash of the angel that crosses you, perfect mirror of love from the first day, to become one day the Mother of the Eternal, rejoice. New Eve filled with the blood of the Beloved, your yes changes history, finally open passage where the Word becomes flesh, rejoice. Woman crossed by the Presence, your magnificat invites to dance, life that consoles us, God in you, beginning of the poem, rejoice. Mary of the new universes Mary at the top of the weddings, crossroads of our crosses, so close to us in the full silence of our quest for joy, resurrection to come, let us rejoice. Amen Jacques Gauthier

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