May Month of Mary “My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord” Luke 1:46
Bring flowers of the rarest, bring blossoms the fairest
from garden and woodland and hillside and dale.
Our full hearts are swelling, our glad voices telling
The praise of the loveliest flower of the May!
There is a dream I have not dreamt,
A vision I have not seen.
There is in me a fire not kindled,
glowing like a lone and passionate sentinel
awaiting the dawn.
Edwina Gately
Spirit of life, by whose power the Word was made flesh in the womb of Mary, the woman of attentive silence, make us experience that dream. Walk with us, dream with us, live with us today and always.
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