the fifth station

i realized just now that my faith needed
          to be straightened - i came across it as

i was cleaning up my little room - so much
          in such a little space - and there it was

propped against a candle of our virgin
          mother reflecting back on itself - this is

the little cross my daughter decided
          belonged to me as i one day - now a lifetime

- removed - each from the kitchen wall: she
          at four had more sense than me - she took

the heart cross to her room - it is well situated among her books