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THE BRIDE OF CHRIST
He is waiting
at the assigned post,
head bowed in rejection.
His mind bleeds
with thoughts of her,
with voices of
the mauve silhouettes
clothed in mockery
at his disgrace,
seemingly abandoned
at the altar.
Silence accompanies the silver bride
late approaching through grey
white flowered veil
spreading beneath his tortured feet.
In silence
the bride of Christ
joins him in his vows.
Circling his wounded pride,
she carries him across
the threshold
into eternal bliss.
Lee Ann Ware
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