Delicate Divinity

Happy memories
From a little music box
Of the Madonna.

A kitsch little thing.
Delicate.
Red, blue and gold.
Cherubs cheekily peek out
From behind her
Divine robes...

She was notoriously
Difficult to wind up,
But she played the
Most exquisite music;
A nursey rhyme
That I have long forgotten...

If only to capture that
Sense of wonder
At such a simple thing;

My difficult delicate divinity.