She stands upon the threshold of her own humanity,
a shadow of the angels through a life of chastity,
a candle in the darkness of man’s animosity,
a symbol of pure innocence in her fragility.
She stands upon the threshold of her own humanity,
a shadow of the angels through a life of chastity,
a candle in the darkness of man’s animosity,
a symbol of pure innocence in her fragility.