Crosses of flowers and flickering candles
Carpet the floor of the church.
At the feet of the virgin
A lone Indian man kneels, weeping silently,
His sombrero by his side.
His bundles surround him
And his tears, running down ageless cheeks,
Are illuminated by her neon crown.
- Oaxaca, November 2003
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