Look at the picture.
Look closely and 
until the forms resolve as the single pixels
once more and yet again,
betray your eyes.
   
How many windows can you count?
  
How many souls there for the taking
in that one city, on that one frozen night
when Deva prayed to Mother Mary
and, receiving no reply,
at last gave up and went on living.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sanctuary Poems (c) 2000 StarFields - http://1-poem.com/