The angel lies with its whole body pressed against the base, its head bowed low. Long hair falls down,
partially covering its face, yet the sorrow in its being is unmistakable.
It is like a weeping guardian by the sleeper’s side, conveying its unspoken grief and longing for the departed.
It seems to whisper gentle comfort to the deceased, and also brings solace to those who come to mourn, softening the edges of sorrow.