one does not
have to join a convent to be a nun
one can experience resurrection
or eternity in the cleaning of a
scarred kitchen sink
lit candle & vespers
are not for the faint of heart
but for the heart
knowing the path
it has drawn
pick up that crucifix
and wipe the blood from your eyes
you will see clearly the portion
of your earthly breath
whispers echo through
the chambered halls of ones
mind
the rectory is empty now
leaving the re-stringing
of beads
to the fatal silk moths
last ascendance
bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2019
photo
Cecropia Silk Moth - lives only to reproduce can not eat or digest - parishes within 2 weeks
Beautiful.
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