Michelangelo's Pietà
A portrayal of stricken grief,
Chiseled divinely in polished stone.
Cold from the touch of time.
Her youthful face slightly leans,
Over the lifeless body of Christ,
As he drapes her anguished knees.
Face to face...life and death,
Cradled in her arm...she laments.
Virginal impressions shadow human suffering.
Her face emanates sweet serenity,
And majestic acceptance of immense sorrow,
While cloaked with her faith in the Redeemer.
Glossy features of peace and tranquility,
Balance a mother’s season of pain.
Seemingly...the rose of resurrection is about to bloom.
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