SAINT MARY of ROSE BAY

SAINT MARY of  ROSE BAY

It was an exile...

The likes of which had never before been seen

Her only crime it seems

was to love and understand

too much.

Genuflecting before her lover husband

her forehead, anointed with water

infused with the sounds of his heart and soul

HIS words, HIS Promise to her

She anoints his cold body with her sacred blend

of Rosemary, Rose Otto, 
Frankincense and Myrrh

  
A divine mist

Spraying it reverently over his un clothed body

in order to assist him on his etheric passage 
from this earthly existence

She knew it would be the last time she'd ever see his beautiful face

She stares out the stained glass window

her face now stained with tears
which fall onto his feet

S(He) had suffered the ultimate betrayal

Fleeing under the cover of a crescent moon
from atop the cliffs of Rose Bay

her feet lay down the original Rose line

It is hidden in plain sight

She looks behind one last time

at the only home and love she ever knew

as she sails away, across the Sea to lands unknown

Carrying the seeds of life and knowledge now growing inside her

Salty sea mist sprays onto her face

blending with the dried holy water on her forehead

washing away the last remnants of tears

and his last kiss placed upon her lips

(c) Teresa Mary / Divinia 10th January 2014