Christ

 Resplendent, the Sun rises on Easter morning.

The whole creation is singing its joy to salute the Resurrected.

He comes out of the tomb: alive, radiant.

From now on He is the Cross of Light,

And the Rose of Love is blooming in His Heart.

The whole creation is singing its joy in gratitude;

His blessing is Life, His blessing is Love, His blessing is Light.

 

The Cross stands as the symbol of the greatest joy,

Of the greatest blessing that Earth can enjoy.

Out of the Cosmos the Being appears;

Scintillating with white Light, He raises his arms,

Offering His blessing, His gift to the Earth

Charged with Life and Love,

Light springs from His Heart,

Blinding like melted gold.

 

Here, in truth, is the symbol of the Cross.

Cross of Light, scintillating white Cross,

In His Heart is blooming the flower of Love.

In His Heart is blooming the golden petaled Rose.