[song sung again, however softly,
to Christ the Lord-]
the swan-made sky is drifting over
care-worn are the stones below
the sea without will never free us
only the sea we've never known.
fleet are the green words left unspoken
Song must be hidden to survive
deep as the heart and mind recovered
cherry-white sprung
at Eastertide.
stars in their cradles
swung below us
long were the white roads in the sky-
deeper than deep
is the Rose before us
blazing out from the Heart that died-
mary angela douglas 7 april 2012, Easter Eve Day
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