Our Lady, Mother of God, died of the death of her Son…
How could she die of any other death but His? They were in truth two persons, Our Lord and Our Lady, but of one heart, one soul, one spirit, one life…
Hence, if St. Paul lived only of the life of Our Lord, Our Lady also live only of the same life, but more perfectly, more excellently, more completely…
And a sword will pierce you own soul.[Lk. 2:35, Douay]…
Love is accustomed to receive the counter-blows of the afflictions of the beloved…
Moreover, the tradition is that she lived for many years after. But listen, does it not often happen that a stag is wounded by the hunter, yet escapes with its shaft and its wound and goes off to die many days after in a place far distant from where it received the wound? Certainly Our Lady was struck and wounded by the dart of pain in the Passion of her Son on Mount Calvary, yet she did not die immediately but bore her wound for a long time, and from it she finally died…
She could only languish with love. Her life was no more than swoonings and ravishments from it…
Alas, her treasure, that is to say her Son, was in Heaven; her heart then was no longer in herself…
There she flew, this holy eagle…
Finally , after so many spiritual flights, after so many suspensions and ectasies, this holy tower of chastity, this fortress of humility, having miraculously sustained a thousand thousand assaults of love, was carried off, and taken captive by a last and universal assault. Love, which was the conqueror, took this beautiful soul away as its prisoner, and left to the sacred body cold death and the tomb…
Thus died the Mother of Life…
Corruption had not tainted such integrity…
Worms will eat our bodies, but they reverenced the one which produced the body of their Creator…
But shortly after she had paid the universal penalty of death, He took her to Himself into the kingdom of His holy Paradise…
And was not this the most beautiful and magnificent entrance into Heaven ever seen, second only to that of her Son?…
But the Virgin, coming up to Heaven into the court of her Son, brought with her so much gold of charity, so many perfumes of devotion and virtue, such a great quantity of precious stones of patience and sufferings that she had borne in His Name, that reducing them all to merits we can truly say that never was so great a quantity brought to Heaven. Never did anyone present so much to her Son as did this holy Lady…