the smooth ebony cross lay
clasped in her hand
an act of defiance
or a false belief -
silence wrapped around her
holding her immobile
rays of the dying sun
pierced the stained glass
bathing her in vivid colour
lighting the black world
of her own making
her body, cold and unyielding
eyes, blind and unseeing
a smile of release
on her lips
a broken rosary
at her feet



Hilly xxx








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