The black madonna

The smell reminded me of nonna Stella
She came alive in that moment
I looked at the black madonna with Jesus in her lap and holding the cosmos
A figure I had never seen before
And it reached me
Just like Picasso did
As its a new thing to see
A new perspective
Seen with eager eyes
Like the picture of the holy communion at the Picasso museum
Flashbacks of who I was raised
Reminders of who I want to be