A Thousand Spirits Hovered

* Inspired by Constance's poem "A Thousand Spirits Hovered" Candle light flickered on the old chapel walls Where shadows of spirits danced joyfully on stone An amazing view greeted a disheveled girl Whose eyes followed flickering formations that shone Spirits beckoned, implored her, she sensed their presence And she wanted so much to respond as they asked By lighting just one more candle, add to the glow As on the floor beneath their warm lights she basked Shoeless, weary and clad in drab, ragged attire She prayed to the Pieta; her pockets were bare When nary a coin could be found she cried aloud, “Blessed Mother, I hope you will answer my prayer” ‘Twas then an altar candle’s flame suddenly lit And the spirits’ voices sang out soft and tender She knelt before the Pieta, offering thanks No money could purchase such heavenly splendor