Darkness paints empty spaces

Tombs white as snow,

Angels flying among the crosses

Burning candles, flames aglow.

Bones on the earth

Ivory pearls rebirth

Swinging palms to freedom,

Glowing blessed kingdom

Completely to merge

In hues of yellow-orange dusk.

rosalinda flores martinez

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