Overhead
In the clear blue sky
A fervid unrelenting sun glares
Casting stunted shadows
Beneath and around a little round shelter
The day’s coming of age to proclaim

Inside the dainty circular shelter
Eyes fixed on the monstrance
Rosary beads in slow regular motions between fingers
The one sits motionless
Arms raised, the other kneels
In a silent mismatched unison
To the mountain mover
The duo offers the mountainous trammels
And the blazing fetters