by Ethel Mortenson Davis
We found her
in the mountains
near a rushing stream
carved out of white marble,
a sign of purity.
Under her whiteness
was written these words,
“…she hears the cries of the world.”
a Syrian boy and girl
lay dead under rubble,
not much older than six or seven
…cries in the world.
3 responses to “Himalayan Goddess”
Heart breaking…. Beautifully written, Ethel.
Makes me want to cry……………..beautiful, Ethel.
So much to cry over, Ethel. So much.