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the heart of each rose there shone forth a flame
of very beautiful and pleasing light. On Her shoes there was a buckle of gold, not the gold of this
earth, but rather the gold of paradise.

The sight of the Holy Virgin was itself a per-
fect paradise. She had everything needed to satisfy, for earth had been forgotten. The Holy
Virgin was surrounded by two lights. The first light, the nearer to the Most Holy Virgin,
reached as far as us. It shone most beautifully and scintillatingly.

The second light shone out a little around the Beautiful Lady and we found ourselves bathed in
it. It was motionless (that is to say that it wasn't scintillating) but much more brilliant
than our poor sun on earth. All this light did not harm nor tire the eyes in any way.

In addition to all these lights, all this splendour, there shone forth concentrations or beams of
light and single rays of light from the body of the Holy Virgin, from her clothes and from all over
Her.

The voice of the Beautiful Lady was soft. It was enchanting, ravishing, warming to the heart. It
satisfied, flattered every obstacle, it soothed and softened. It seemed to me I could never stop
eating up Her beautiful voice, and my heart seemed to dance or want to go towards Her and melt
inside Her.

The eyes of the most Holy Virgin, our Sweet Mother, cannot be described in human language. To speak
of them, you would need a seraph, you