FOURTEENTH SCENE
What would he have seen?
The lady from the first scene, and with the book still in her hands finishes reading
… Gabriel, Gabriel. Here it is written that he didn’t fear death … I am still afraid of dying. It would be wonderful to die without fear but with acceptance, thus leaving ourselves and those involved, in peace like Gabriel … God is like a fire. The closer you get the warmer you are, and the further you go away, the colder you feel. Only faith, a rational faith which is concrete and deeply felt can give the answer … What happened when he died? What would he have seen? There is nothing written here … Nothing could be written!
FIFTEENTH SCENE
Gabriel’s death
Holding a crucifix in his hands and with a blanket covering his legs, Gabriel is on his deathbed. Padre Norberto is next to him. The White Death enters with the face of the beloved icon, and wraps him in her veil.
THE FLAME OF LIFE
V. Pasini - L. Militello - A. Tosi
Gabriel
I will reach you
Wherever you are
I will reach you
My light you will be
I will renounce my ego
I will place myself on the cross
I will rise with you
With the kindness of your love
Padre Norberto
It’s neither sun nor heat
It’s the flame of life together with You
It’s not fire
It’s only love
It’s the flame of life
Close to You
Gabriel
I will reach you
Wherever you are
The wounds will heal
I will win the struggle
I will be free
If you are with me
I will give love
Offering it with You
The White Death
It’s neither sun nor heat
It’s the flame of life together with You
It’s not fire
It’s only love
It’s the flame of life
Close to You
Together
My love will be
Your note
Which will rise
With the melodious song
For eternity
Close to You I will be
For eternity
You will be my life
Gabriel
It’s neither sun nor heat
It’s the flame of life together with You
It’s not fire
It’s only love
It’s the flame of life
Close to You
Close to You
Gabriel I have made my act of contrition, father. Father give me absolution … Mary, my Mother, be quick …
Voice … Suddenly he had a joyous expression on his face, and very devoutly opened his eyes and looked to the left in mid-air with eagerness, as if struck by a great vision and overcome by a great majesty that he loved. He sighed and gazed longingly in that direction, and in this way, without the slightest movement of his body, he stopped breathing and passed away from this life like someone falling asleep, with his eyes fixed on that spot and a joyous face …
The White Death lets her veil fall, Gabriel has disappeared, but the images of his life flash across the veil.