Widowed, but not alone,
shrouded in the living stone
of temple prayers woven
as a garment of grace
haunting the holy place,
sanctified and sanctifying
the very air with praise.
She would not follow them
to Egypt, return with them
to Nazareth, re-enter
the river Jordan, yet
her voice runs down
like the rivers of life still
from the sanctuary.
Featured image: Presentation of Christ in the aTemple, from the Melisende Psalter, C12th British Library, CC0, via Wikimedia Commons (detail)
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