The girl looked at the heavens,
the stars to the girl,
a silver moon
feeling so much sweetness
that his gaze radiated,
peace, love and great
tenderness.
Sweet looking girl,
said the mother,
look at her)
eyes that are the
sea,
the meadows, the mountains
and words.
I will pray for your life,
at night and at dawn,
early in the morning
and in the evening off,
In every prayer goes, tenderness,
water cleansing heart,
flowers full of joy
May they gladden your heart
Raindrops, my life,
that cleanse the darkness,
and rivers of holy water
May they praise you when you pray.
And I will do with your sweet look,
a Rosary of sweetness,
for when you look at me,
You see me, The Face of God.
The mother went to her things, and the girl remained there, feeling that she was that light, that was pampered from heaven, with the infinite tenderness that only the Creator has.
Poem I pray (YO REZARÉ). Originally written in Spain
Miraba la niña lis Cielos,
las estrellas a la niña,
una Luna plateada
sintiendo tanta dulzura
que su mirada irradiaba,
paz, de amor y gran
ternura.
Niña de dulce mirar,
decía la madre,al
mirarla)
ojos que me son la
mar,
los prados , los montes
y palabras.
Yo rezaré por tu vida,
de noche y de madrugada,
por la mañana temprano
y por la tarde apagada,
En cada rezo va, ternura,
agua limpiando corazón,
flores plenas de alegría
que alegren tu corazón
Gotas de lluvia , mi vida,
que limpien la oscuridad,
y ríos de agua Bendita
que te presignen al orar.
Y haré con tu dulce mirada,
un Rosario de dulzor,
para cuando tú me mires,
me veas, El Rostro de Dios.
Marchó la madre a sus cosas,y allí la niña quedó, sintiendo que era esa luz, que mimaban desde el Cielo, con la Ternura Infinita, que solo tiene El Creador
