The halberdier was more propping up
his side than piercing it, casually it seemed.
“A static scene. Though the hearts of mothers
will immediately comprehend the droop of Mary’s head.”
He spoke. Yet I was looking at John:
A little to the side, he was taller than the halberdier
by the tone of his eyes, the gesture of his hand.
“Let there be peace. He has already given
his soul to God.” This may be where
Gnostics came from, if one of them dallied somewhat longer
in Biecz. The body does not suffer. The spirit is a different state.
Mary Magdalene was there too.
About her he said nothing. She was like earth.
Christ was like time.