For Day 12, the challenge is to write a triolet. Not a form I’m overly familiar with but given the Easter season and the influence of Patrick Carey on the form in English (who used it for his devotional writing), it seemed only fitting to attempt something with a faith tilt. Here goes:
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At first light, she comes to bless
the broken body but finds Light
in the space where his head should be: discarded dress.
At first light, she comes to bless
a broken body but finds it whole, her tears
of grief in the moment of discerning becoming delight.
At first light, she comes to bless
the broken body but finds true Light.
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