Gentle hills - women at the well - pigeons flying around white houses.

Gabriel flew slowly with difficulties:
He must announce the news
So unexpected
That he felt himself bend under such a weight
Shivering, he did not know
If a woman made of body and blood would understand.

Messengers who deliver unexpected news
Are also as taken by surprise as those
Who receive it.

Flying low above the street
He was very happy that no one recognized him.
Gabriel was noticed only by himself
And a slender girl
Who with quiet movement pushed the hair from her forehead
When he approached her.
They talked to each other in simple language,
And if simple was their language,
So much more complicated was their secret.

Great was the happiness
When the girl with the forehead of azure
Without protest accepted the news
And bent with humility the palms other hands
On which rested the Human balance.

The angel quickly flew away.
Before him was a long way.
He wanted before the night started
To return to his home
Built from the first page of Evangelium.

Tired,
Passing the well, he plunged in his feet,
Hot from the flight.