A “yes” in answer to a divine calling. A sword piercing her heart ever after.

A heart in which she pondered all she experienced. A heart that breaks as she holds the corpse of her crucified son. A heart immaculate after a rolled-away stone.

A heart enthroned after an ultimate divine summons.

“Blessed are you

among women, and blessed

the Fruit of your womb…”

How many consider the hex

of the Annunciation?

for Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 186 #SynonymsOnly