flagging faith



A single cross, Shining in the Darkness, mid Charred fragments Of ancient beams. A people mourn their Mother, who Soaked their tear-stained prayers into her stones And gently held their hopes in flick’ring flames. Now she must wait And trust, like them, The promise Of the sign - I shall rise again.

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