Beads to hold between fingers.
Living, breathing, life's weapon!
We pray first through the short links—
Represent — our life, short! Next
The endless circle — Eternity!
Suggesting infinity! Never-ending beads
Slip along the ring around a blessed
String. Perfumed as the scent of a rose
Rising to heaven! She offers us her
Baby Son! It all began with the angel's
Words, 'Hail Mary full of grace.'
God's creation perfectly as His Mother
Must be! She gave us the rosary!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem