An angel drops flowers like rain from heaven. The background of tangled tree branches beginning to bloom speaking of rebirth a symbol of life continuing.
A rusty window frame holds fragments of tinted glass. Light pours through though unable to share any memories.
Layers of time past and present
the broken stained glass renders Mary holding a faceless Jesus.
Light illuminates a cloak of blue covering those who walk by.
This tomb made me gasp. The blue eyes of a child, the ruby lips, the iron door delicately designed with flowers. The sorrow of death and the hope of an afterlife.
Fragmented stone statues, engraved words, iron gates that are unlocked
names of people of the past and bouquets of flowers with fragrant dried petals.
Messages of life and death, are within the walls that surround it.
A larger than life stone statue sits with her eyes closed, her arms are broken…her lips partly open as if she might utter a word. Stories vanished in the earth.
"If you can't find light in the darkness be the light in the darkness"
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