TO MARY, QUEEN OF THE WORLD
O
you, who wear a diadem of stars,
yet
visit our drab earth from time to time
holding converse with
children, poor, unkempt,
yet
pure of heart, great Lady, through the bars
and
prisons of man’s making and the grime
of
sin; the darkened regions of contempt,
come! Be our radiant Queen! Light up the way
once more. Bend down in beauty while we pray
of littleness: let there be seen
God's triumph in all hearts. Reign here blest Queen!
Sister M Thuribius
The Apostle. May 1958
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