Each day, beneath the greening hillside vineyards of Burgundy, the tide of pilgrims swelled larger. Along the French country roads warm with the spring sun, they came with their backpacks and sleeping bags, many on foot, others on motorbikes. By Easter Sunday, 20,000 had registered in the olive green army field tent posted as the "Taizé Community Welcome Bureau." They were young-most of them still in their teens—many of them wearing sweatshirts labeled with such slogans as I FEEL FREE!, SONO TUO FRATELLO! (I am your brother) and DIESES JAHR TAIZE (This year,...
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