There was nothing
extraordinary in
Elizabeth of the Trinity's life.
There were no ecstasies.
She didn't work miracles.
She didn't communicate
heavenly messages
through visions or
words she heard.
Instead, she presented
a message to modern
man through her
own life of fidelity,
showing us that
the true road to
contemplative prayer
is not an ascent to
grasp God, but a
descent into the
depths of one's heart.
(Elizabeth of the Trinity is a modern
saint of the catholic church) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
contemplation a staircase to go up to upper not drowning to down