Easter scene

Needles
Ubiquitous
Spread like a carpet
Penetrate my soles
Slowly the sins liberate my blood
I feel light though
The wings didn’t grow yet
Nails
Sanguine
In the sunshine’s light
Open the old wounds
To paint the fragile orchids
The bloodied crosses lift the sky high
Till its bluish hues disappear
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