Where The Butterscotch Sun Is

they say that sky stairs in the blue
are meant for you
step cloud to cloud and as you go

you'll find the clearing in the thickets where
the butterscotch sun is I don't know

I know that pale stones kept in the pockets
scattered under moonlight so you'll know
the path home don't always work 

true magic and that
cherry branching now
will in a little while, turn snow

and eating one meal or half a meal a day
can sometimes seem a feast.
I thought the path was straight and

in a woods of gold, at very least
with berries plentiful in season or out
and still, I dream it so

that sky stairs in the blue will beckon me
more dreamlike
Than before or

what is leaving for, then

mary angela douglas 12 may 2015