There are moments when the elixir of life rises to such over€'brimming splendor that the soul spills over. In the seraphic smile of the Madonnas the soul is seen to flood the psyche. The moon of the face becomes full; the equation is perfect. A minute, a half€'minute, a second later, the miracle has passed. Something intangible , something inexplicable, was given out-and received.