5-29-15 Mary’s Month of May


Soft and blue are thy robes, my Mother, Azure and clear as an angel’s eyes – Let me hide in them, oh, my Mother – Radiant Queen of the summer skies! Softly piled on the far horizon Smoky white clouds drifting here and there; These the border on your blue mantle – Mother most holy… Virgin most fair! Deep and blue and wide is the ocean – Deep as the call of its peace to me; Jeweled and shining… Thy veil, my Mother? Thy silvered veil, oh Star of the sea?

Robert, Cyril


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