Listen.
Imagine a sower going out to sow.
What is it that makes us a Christen.
What happens when we feel low.

Lying awake I was depressed by tragedy.
Unbidden the Salve Reina came to mind.
We are in this varied happy and sad life tapestry.
In a vale of tears , far seeing then half blind.

But the Hail Holy Queen  bought solace.
We can always turn at need to her.
For she alone is flawless.
We are not but will be and once were.

We can only pray we will see the fruit of her womb
And all of us emerge from the tomb.

……..

Save Regina
You come to mind unbidden
And you bring solace

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See Mark 4 : 1-20