Image: Mark Harless
When they found, her she was face down in the stream.
Flowers were sprouting from her shoulders.
Many said it was justice
Others bemoaned her fate.
There had to be circumstances they said
No one just dies at the water’s edge.
No lies there and allows the plants to invade.
Her body preserved by some unknown means,
Many seeing her thought she was sacred,
So, they dropped to their knees in prayer.
While others thought something sinister was going on.
Her body pure and wholesome forever
Belying a history of abuse
In death, she had found solace
One with nature, resting peacefully.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/09/19/photo-challenge-181/
Morpethroad 
Oh Michael, I liked this tremendously.
Thanks so much Di.
Really like this
Thanks for stopping by Joy.
This is so beautiful, I love it!
Thank you willow glad you could stop by.
Always a pleasure my dear Michael 💜
Abuse kills, while the person is still alive …..
Yes so often the sad reality of it all. Thanks Reena.
Beautiful.
Thanks Patricia..
Oh…this one speaks for many tortured souls…beautifully said!
Thank you so much.
Lovely take on the photo 🙂
Beautiful and interesting take. Actually it would be quite scary to find a corpse with flowers growing through it perfectly preserved. But once you got used to it and saw she peacefully slept, I think it would be like being in a sacred place. Well written 🙂
Thanks Mandi…