Sisters of the World
When trauma grips
Your airways and
Takes your breath
Join hands with millions
Upon distant shores
Look to Avignon,
Open your pained
Hearts to Gisele,
Who opens her
Heart to you
When trauma freezes
You in a past horror
Lifeless as a rag
Doll, Squeeze the
Hands you hold,
Sway with collective
Spirit, toward distant
Shores, awaken to
Gisele, who is
Awake to you
If trauma sends
Phantoms of the
Past, screaming in
The night, lock
Arms en masse
Sisters of the World,
Take flight as
Collective soul in
Armor, toward distant
Lands, and be the
Battle with Gisele who
Battles for all women
If trauma traps
You in closed
Horizons of past
Terror, feel the
Pulse of truth
In the hands you
Hold, the shackles
Of shame will
Cut and run
With boots on,
Marching through opacious
Walls of rape culture
To shake down violators
If trauma of yesteryear
Trembles your earth today
Embrace your sisters
For footing and love,
Look to the woman
Of Avignon, whose soul
Sees healing pools
Welcoming all women
To wade and rejoice
There is no church,
No temple, no mosque,
No ashram to
Match the transparency
Of Gisele, the righteous
Woman of Avignon
May it be written
On the hearts
Of Sisters of the World,
“Merci Gisele”
Mary Sue Barnett
ARCWP
12/20/2024
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