Dolce Preghiera*
In a church in Florence
*poof*
*translation: "sweet prayers"
(There is a Florence Cathedral, which has such "trees," and I've used this picture for the essence of this poem. I don't know if there is truly a room full of saints, or if women in black go to the Florence Cathedral holding shrouds. And, of course, there's Mary's whisper -- it's up to you whether or not it can happen.)
And...I found a very lovely email in my inbox today from Belinda W. Thank you! That's one of the nicest emails I've ever received. You've made my day.
1 comment:
Ah...I like this speaker. Sensitive and earnest.
I'm glad you linked to the picture.
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