Cradle
By Kevin Bezner - Charlotte, North Carolina, USA - 25 November 2015
I walk through the abandoned house,
kick at the fallen plaster.
I find a Bible and open it.
The floor collapses.
I fall into the cellar.
Nails pierce my hands and feet.
A woman wearing
a crown of twelve stars
cradles me in her arms.
I look into her deep eyes.
She kisses my hands.
She washes my feet with her tears.