oh negligent star and fire
of the seeming worlds wrought only from His dreaming
mind shadows the answer but the Heart is light
we cast our nets in a Sea of Lies and cry that the
Fish, mottled gold and silver, slip through our sighs
you are adrift, He smiled
not yet to endure the throngs that thronged
to the jeweled eclipse in a party mood
where Christ lifts the weeping sun back into
the grieving skies…
mary angela douglas 6 july 2013
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