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self. It was an
expression of love which cannot
be expressed with the tongue of the flesh, nor
with the letters of the alphabet.
The clothing of the
Most Holy Virgin was silver white and quite brilliant. It was quite intan
gible. It was made up of light and glory, sparkling and dazzling. There is no
expression nor com
parison to be found on earth.
The Holy Virgin was all
beauty and all love; the sight of Her overwhelmed me. In her finery
as in Her person, everything radiated the majesty, the splendour, the
magnificence of a Queen
beyond compare. She seemed as white, immaculate, crystallized, dazzling,
heavenly, fresh and new
as a Virgin. The word LOVE seemed to slip from Her pure and silvery lips. She
appeared to me like a
good Mother, full of kindness, amiability, of love for us, of compassion and
mercy.
The crown of roses
which She had placed on Her head was so beautiful, so brilliant, that it
defies imagination. The different coloured roses were not of this earth; it was
a joining
together of flowers which crowned the head of the Most Holy Virgin. But the
roses kept changing
and replacing each other, and then, from the heart of each rose, there shone a
beautiful
entrancing light, which gave the roses a shimmering beauty. From the crown of
roses there
seemed to arise golden branches and a number of other little flowers mingled
with the
shining ones. The whole thing formed a most beautiful diadem,