30 Paintings in 30 Days: Joan of Arc (Day 21)

Okay, so I've been wanting to use this poem almost since the start of this challenge, but the images in my head all seemed frightfully complicated to paint, so I hid from them awhile.  This is the first stanza of Louise Gluck's "Jeanne d'Arc":

It was in the fields.  The trees grew still,

a light passed through the leaves speaking
of Christ's great grace: I heard.
My body hardened into armor.

I loved the idea of her body turning into armor, physically.  It seems violent and painful and amazing (like all transformations, I suppose).