A single cholla flower opens in the soft filtered morning light under a desert mesquite tree.
In the bloom, a silhouette of a vailed woman who appears to be in prayer, her image captured on the pedals of the cactus flower cup.
Her hands folded and her bow in reverence.
The silhouette spoke; liken the voice of a woman in the wilderness; a whispering of wind, a rustling of the trees; like an angel on high.
“ Narra eis de filio meo”
And the winds calmed, may this angelic message be given unto you to share with your children and your children’s children.
From the gospel Luke 1, 41-42
And it came to pass, that, when Elisabeth heard the salutation of Mary, the babe leaped in her womb; and Elisabeth was filled with the Holy Ghost.
And she spoke out with a loud voice, say, blessed art thou, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb.
Amen.