Most of us are a minus sign,
in the sense that we do not
fulfill the high hopes that
the Heavenly Father has for us.
But Mary is the equal sign.
The Ideal that God had of her,
the model and the copy are perfect.
She is all that was foreseen,
planned, and dreamed.
The melody of her life
is played just as it was written.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem