REFLECTIONS © 2011
Christian Mother,
A promise cannot be orphaned,
In your sacred womb, it takes shape,
Guarded by love, wrapped in calm.
There, between mystery and light,
Each beat of your heart guides
The life that grows, the hope that shines,
A divine promise that fills you with wonder.
And with splendor, the unexpected will live,
For it is in the unknown that the miracle reveals itself,
And in your embrace, you will be the sacred shelter,
Where eternal love intertwines and seals.
Mother, you are the guardian of the divine mystery,
The one who, with faith, prepares the destiny.
And the promise, alive in you, will bloom,
On the path that God has already traced, it will walk.