My Sunday Offering

Stained Glass

Her life akin
To stained glass
Above the baptistry.

Good
Shoving good
Beneath.

Good
Raising good
From beneath.

Doves lighting
On shoulders
Of the righteous, as though
They did so with every
Rite, having
Every right.

Sanctification.

Clouds
Bursting
With words
Of thunder
And fire.

Al dente.

Sink your teeth in.

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