And as the young couple walks away to their future in Christ's grace he watches them go with a sense of joy. In these shadowed times where all seems tainted by dilution and suspicion he knows here is the newly reborn soul of Seighin Regina Cumhaill in all it's purity. Found in Harmony and Union with the only Spirit equal to her. Robert of Rossidhe.

He watched with a pride in the dedication and promise of the Green Rose and her consort as they proceed toward the doors she so recently entered and yet another person leaves through. The image of these two joined seemed to grow larger in stature instead of smaller in view, as if their very frames of mortality were enlarging to encompass all they were destined to become. A well wisher passed between him and them following their queen merrily. His vision momentarily interrupted, the Grand Master looks to see the Blessed couple again and be certain of the vision he saw.

Alas they were gone from his view and he could tell no more.

Most promising the Knight of the Rose, what DOES God have planned for you and your Robert?
Then gently chiding himself...
No man may know the mind of God yet surely he knows every rock and beast and blade of grass by name, and every thought under the Sun.

He smiled bemusedly to himself and followed the assembly out of the chapel, closing the baptismal font for this day and joined in celebration of it's first western Consecration for it had once a beginning before in Armenia also, with the baptism of their first Christian King almost 700 years before.

As to the vision he had beheld at their exit? Some divine touch of premoniton... or maybe the lighting. No other could tell him later. But that day he felt the Hand of the Redeemer on his shoulder as he walked not quite alone out into the Sun and the Green and The Roses.

A NEW BEGINNING TO AN ALREADY OLD WORLD. REBORN.