undissolvable eternity with this heart full of tenderness received the announcement responding humbly, “May it be done to me according to your word.”

Death, for a worldly man is the manifestation of weakness, but for Cono it was the revelation of virtue. From the time of leaving this earth, he smiled at sister death who opened the doors of eternity and embraced her like a friend and liberation. In this way, the hour he detached himself from the world he completed that perfection that seals and crowns a life that is consumed in the heroic exercise of virtue.

Cono entered his dreary cell after dinner and the last communal evening prayers and immersed himself in prayer until the meeting between his soul and his heavenly spouse was sweet and serene.

It was twelve midnight when the cell began to splendor of an extraordinary brightness and transformed itself into the borders of Paradise. A line of white angels with their wings pointing to the stars surrounded the novice’s bed while the sound of mysticla harps touched by invisible hands hovered above.

On June 3, even before the rise of dawn (in the beginning of the twelvth century), Cono left this land full of thorns and twigs and took off to the skies to recieve the incorruptable throne with the glorious award given for his holy and mortifying life.

Cono’s death shut off in the Monastery of Saint Mary’s of Cadossa a luminous example of virtue, but lit up in the sky of sanctity a star of vivid light.