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| Joan of Arc, as she is known. |
saw saints, and cut her hair into a bob (though
not quite in that order). She crowned a king
who later could have saved her from the flames
but didn't want to bother. Voices told her this and that,
and she obeyed. A girl of faith, conviction,
loyalty, so gifted and outspoken that intimidated,
weak and foolish men felt stupid in her presence,
emasculated by her strength; they couldn't bear
to let her live, and heaven, who might have spared
her too, did not, preferring that she end a life
spectacular in humility to come and be with
those who'd spoken to her all along. Amazingly,
some folks would rather think her gifts a sign of mental
illness than accept that maybe she was someone special,
someone great. Oh, wait. She mentioned God, and was
convincing. That was her undoing, the unforgiveable
sin of merely speaking truth.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2013
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