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On a cool, misty morning stands the church by the sea -
Through painted glass, a spectral view of nature's spree;
Upon the cob-webbed altar, hang the body, Christ;
The silent congregation it mournfully presides.
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On a moon-lit evening,
Mist and fog-laden;
upon the damp, beaded clover
stands the weary, widowed maiden.
...

Maria sits upon her bed, perched;
Outside the snow-covered sparrows chirp;
Nestled in blankets, the night slowly pass,
As snow falls behind frost-infused glass.
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The Pelican

On a cool, misty morning stands the church by the sea -
Through painted glass, a spectral view of nature's spree;
Upon the cob-webbed altar, hang the body, Christ;
The silent congregation it mournfully presides.

On the grey sands of the shore, saltwater seeps -
Down her breast, the blessed Mother weeps;
White crabs emerge from their dark, salty homes;
Morning brings light through a mix of ethereal tones.

From a coral-ridden rock, a brown pelican takes flight,
From the opaque gloom, into morning light;
Across the tide, its enduring feathers skim -
With the conviction and grace of a seraphim.

Fish in the veil of a gaping beak -
Nourishment for ailing children, tethered and weak;
The only remaining resolve, a mother's endearing love;
Sands sodden with sacrificial blood.

On a cool, foggy evening stands the church by the sea -
Beyond weathered oak doors, nature's silent revelry;
Pelicans return to warm their brood for the night -
Unhesistant to bestow eternal life.

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