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hat does it matter to me if Gabriel salute the Virgin
If he does not also bring me the same marvellous news?
God is the Light of Light, my saviour is the sun,
The Virgin is the moon, and I am their secret joy.
Know that God becomes a child, lies in the virgin's womb
So I can grow like him, and gather to me Godhead.
When God lay hidden in a young virgin's womb
Then a miracle occurred; the point contained the circle.
Virginity is noble, but a mother you must also be
Or be a field stripped bare of all fertility.
The Virgin is a crystal, her son divine Light:
She is utterly pierced by him, yet stays untouched.
I must be the Virgin and give birth to God
Should I ever be graced divine beatitude.
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