Ghazal- Anita Gracey


GHAZAL


Church bells presiding clear at mass
parishioners appear at mass


meek in life with strong footsteps
prayers hum you’ll hear at mass
 
focus adjusts a myriad light streams
historical images dance years at mass


bow at the body of His name
rosary beads shield fears at mass 


incense waves, priest nets sin             
you left walking free at mass   
 
atheist Anita, when her mum died  
derived tranquil comfort and cheer at mass.   

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