Jesus Plate

In alabaster pure and white,Carved Mary under angels’ light,A mother’s touch, gentle and mild,Upon a form, her sacred child. The child in metal, cold and smooth,In hallowed silence, truths behoove,His crucifixion, cross unseen,A hollow echo in the serene. Her fingers trace the chilling shell,In hollowed form, a silent knell,Yet on her lips, a smile’s dawn,Unbroken […]