Himalayan Goddess

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.”

Last night
a Syrian boy and girl
lay dead under rubble,
not much older than six or seven

…cries in the world.

3 Comments

Filed under Ethel Mortenson Davis, poems, Poetry

3 responses to “Himalayan Goddess

  1. Heart breaking…. Beautifully written, Ethel.

  2. Makes me want to cry……………..beautiful, Ethel.

  3. So much to cry over, Ethel. So much.

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