Wednesday, 6 July 2016


Painting by Lorraine Rigby. 2016.
The Mother of all virtues is bowed behind Purity,
Her beauty is marvelled and unnoticed,
Her touch is like the gentle breeze.

Her gifts are greater than her youngest daughter, Charity,
The time gave, she will offer in abundance...
The love waiting to be accepted...
Her unquestioning patience and acceptance are unrivalled by Tolerance.
Her smile is faint and unknowing as her strength is tested.
Only Fortitude can rival her strength....

Humility, the Mother of all virtues, will liberate us from ourselves.

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