Thursday, October 29, 2020



There is so little left us that you said
who knew so much!  Yet what more could you say,
knowing the Word?  Your lips must still obey
the intuïtions of your soul that fed
on pondered silences, as, wonder-led,
men came with glad-eyed worship, on a day
when God-made-man upon your bosom lay
Who, after, found no place to rest His head.[1]
Because you spoke so little, our slow speech
blessed by your silence vibrates through the world
until all nations, listening attent,
have heard the truth.  Our faltering accents reach
farther than heaven’s loud thunders echoing hurled:
for by your silence we are eloquent.

Sister Mary of the Visitation
Marian Library Collection

[1] Matthew VIII-20

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