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Trying to calm himself, the sculptor supported his both hands on the edge of the ramp
table and observed the indicated page. What he saw, made him forget immediatly the bitter
previous moments and, he would repeat to himself all his life, that, rewarded all the afflictions
suffered before that moment. For first time he felt free of guilt, without sin, forgiven by a Piety
which came from inside of the Soul, as if the Soul was participating of a Divine Joy: and who
inspired such feeling of animic freedom, that security of being accepted by God and loved by
Christ, was the most Beautiful and Majestic image of the Mother of God that the monk had
ever seen; because, in peace, as though She was alive, while sustained the child in her arms,
the Mother looked him fleetingly, and was in that moment that he felt forgiven, in peace, as if
She would have tell him –Go, son of God, that I will intercede to make that the Rigor of His
Law, not be recalcitrant with you. Comply your mission and do a portrait of me, in the
Plenitude of my Holiness, to make that men could see also the Miracle that you see; comply
with all your talent and the Great Countenance of God will smile to you!
–Is so Beautiful! –Screamed the sculptor, completely hallucinated–. Only a few hands
guided by the Grace of God, and a stone blessed by the Almighty, could realize the Work that
they asked me. But I will put my hands to the Service of God, and You, who are powerful, will
provide me of the best alabaster stone of the World!
And deploying the scroll next to the book, he started to draw feverishly the portrait of a
Virgin with the Child of newfangled features. The four Priests were him surprised, due to it was
evident that his vision not came from the book Sepher Icheh, at least from the page that was at
sight, but from another reality, of a Celestial World that had been opened before his eyes and
had revealed the Lady of his inspiration.
With unusual patience, the Immortals awaited a large hour until the monk seemed to
return to reality: over the table, was placed completed, the graphic synthesis of the
supernatural vision.
–Eminences: now I understand Your reserves –said the carver, still exited–.
–You undoubtedly, with the authorization of the Lord, have allowed to me to lean out in
Heaven and contemplate the Holy Mother. I assure you that even if I will always remember it,
and my Work remains as testimony of this vision, I will never say a word about the origin of the
same. As you warned me at the beginning, I respond for it with my life! But –Here he narrowed
his eyed and reflected aloud, for himself–what is Death, before the even more terrifying
possibility to lose the favor of the Mother of God, to fail Her? I will comply! –he said screaming
now–Oh, yes. I will comply for Her!
–Do you feel capable to carve the statue that we need?– Asked Birsha, without many
contemplations for the mystical state of the sculptor monk.
–Oh, yes! I will put all my Art, and the Divine Inspiration overwhelms me, to make the
most perfect finish to this image! –And he signalized the charcoal sketched drawings over the
fine leather of the scroll.
In these were exposed a Sublime Mother, gifted of a beautiful countenance of Israelites
features and dressed with same nationality, with the head covered by a large mantle, down to
her waist, and sustaining the Child with the left hand, while in the right one she wore an
scepter crowned with Pomegranate. The corpse body of the Mother gave the impression of
being slightly inclined to the left, peradventure to leave that the Divine Child occupies the
centre of the scene. The Child, by his part, was looking straight and blessing the observed with

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