We want to
devote our attention to the most important moment of the Corpus
Domini: the procession of the Blessed Sacrament.
It is worth walking and seeing the green and the flowers that adorn
the streets of Toro, and enjoy the sight of the coverlets made of silk,
showed from the balconies.
The following description was made by a great French writer, Gustave
Flaubert, who wanted to realize a portrait of the procession of Pont
l'Eveque in Normandy. This picture, anyways, is common to all
processions and, of course, to the Toro one, a town that is probably
linked to France thanks to the glorious descent of Norman Counts.
Today the procession is the same of many years ago, when the
sweet-smelling fields during the Summertime, the flies buzzed, the sun
shined on the river…
Faith has no time!
Today, as yesterday, all the children of the school and the singers of
the band walk on the sidewalk, while some people, in the middle of the
street, go forward the procession: there are the Master of the
Ceremonies bringing the standard, the sacristan with a big cross, the
teacher who looks after the children, the nun who cares of the little
girls; three of them, dressed like angels, launch petals of roses in
the air; the deacon conducts the band with open arms; two censers turn
at the Blessed Sacrament, brought by the priest under a red velvet
canopy.
Finally, the procession arrives at the ward altar, adorned with
flowers, plants and precious objects.
It's the moment to bend the head waiting for the blessing.
The priest slowly comes up the steps and put the "shining sun" on the
laces.
And all around the scent of incense creates an atmosphere of past
times
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