Divine Benediction

In reverent slumber, a figure stands, bathed in ethereal light, A symbol of faith, a heart alight. The mitre worn, a badge of honor true, A cross held close, a promise anew. The hand raised high, a gesture of grace, A blessing bestowed upon the sacred space. The eyes closed, in contemplative repose, A soul in communion, with the divine dispose. The robes, a canvas, of white as snow, Unblemished purity, for all to know. In this moment, a world is hushed, As reverence and peace, are forever flushed. A moment captured, in time and space, A glimpse of the divine, in a sacred face. The light that shines, a beacon bright, Guides us through darkness, to the light. In this image, a story unfolds, Of faith, hope, and love, forever told.