Mary

Mary! Beauty was spoken about until you came, then it was revealed. Whatever words were produced by people’s thoughts about you, those same words express their failure in describing your eternal youth. The renewing tale is an uprising against the weakness of thoughts, against the senescence of language and the powerlessness of history, it is the release of eloquence, a call to the regeneration of life with God, to openness to eternity, “here and now”. This has happened on that visit, the angel's visit to you in Nazareth. There, the tale of the Word was revealed. On that day, it became clear that you are the new “City of God”. It became evident that you are the wonder, O Mother of the Word! “A Virgin beareth a child”! Take our hearts. Write on them, with your blessed feet, that the true life is to walk to God in your footsteps, to the end. Be with us. Do not forsake us. You are, with us, the meaning of our hearts. You are, with us, the eloquence of our hearts. You are with us, God is with us!