Then, while my mind was making present the Conception of the Sovereign Lady, I said to myself: “Immaculate Queen, this little daughter of the Divine Will comes to prostrate herself at your feet, to celebrate your Conception and to give you the honors of Queen. And together with me I call the whole creation to surround you like a crown—the angels, the saints, the heavens, the stars, the sun and everyone, to recognize you as our Queen, to honor and love your height, and to declare ourselves your subjects.
“Don’t you see, oh Celestial Mother and Queen, how all created things run to be around you to say to you: ‘We hail you, our Queen. Finally, after so many centuries, we have been given our Empress.’ The sun hails you as Queen of Light, the heavens as Queen of Immensity and of the Stars, the wind as Queen of Empire, the sea as Queen of Purity, Strength, and Justice, the earth hails you as Queen of Flowers. All hail you, in chorus: ‘You are the welcome one, our Queen—you will be our smile, our glory, our happiness. From now on we will all hang upon your wishes.’”