And Also The Trees

Shrine

Material folds

>From rough, modest clothes

Slabs of cold sacred stone

The peasant girl kneels

In strips of feeble water light

Slim fingers clasped

Warm steady, precise

The unwanted love for a murder

In strips of feeble water light

Echoed sighs

Soft madonna eyes

Bathe in smooth, flicked flame

The peasant girl kneels

crosses herself slowly

The warmth envelopes, seals

But stays as quitely she leaves

To love a murder