Mary**
 
It was her sandelled foot
and bared calf I noticed.
She was kneeling.
 
A strong young woman
convinced in truth,
a plain flawless face
hair spilling out
under the required scarf.
In stone.
Larger than life-size.
Niched in the Chapter House.
 
Now I know her touch,
her attentive gaze,
her restless mind.