Poem by the Founder, translated by Franca Salvo with help from Rita Hejkal
The picture is one of the earliest versions of Our Lady of Trust!
Mimosa*
O gentle woman
of the journey of life,
O lady of many faces
and all ages,
I offer you a mimosa.
I come close to you
with trepidation,
and ask for your forgiveness:
At times human lust
considers you a thing,
Your beauty is never spoiled.
Even when you have been violated,
You never lose the essence of a tender, delicate
mother, sister,
or spouse.
I come close to you to thank you,
O vibrant note of Divine Love,
ever-living reflection
of God’s tender care.
William Giaquinta
* The mimosa is a delicate, tropical flower, sensitive to touch and light.
O gentle woman
of the journey of life,
O lady of many faces
and all ages,
I offer you a mimosa.
I come close to you
with trepidation,
and ask for your forgiveness:
At times human lust
considers you a thing,
Your beauty is never spoiled.
Even when you have been violated,
You never lose the essence of a tender, delicate
mother, sister,
or spouse.
I come close to you to thank you,
O vibrant note of Divine Love,
ever-living reflection
of God’s tender care.
William Giaquinta
* The mimosa is a delicate, tropical flower, sensitive to touch and light.
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