In Memory of Fawzia Braine
Spirit on Earth
like a flame
burning
your eyes
with gentle light
you came to see the world
its soil and flowers
you came to know
the God who wandered
among us
who loved
us with open heart.
Fawzia, you believed
our God made flesh.
You soared
above calamity.
How could you foresee
the Great Sleep?
Swept from the mountaintop
by mighty wings.
Joanna Radwańska-Williams
