Pavane Of The Silver Beads

I will sew silver beads onto the night;

and sing the chanson the princess left behind

when moving from one universe to another

here is the rose thread for the sun when it’s all over;

and the pearl accents for the impossible.

somewhere is stashed the reason to go on

and it just keeps sparkling, though we can’t say why

mary angela douglas 15 december 2012