this orchid day I will wear forever
I dreamed then and now, again.
this petaled hour.
brimmed with stars, the rains
and the coolness after in the afternoons
I wandered in, and now, again.
greenness has not shattered in my mind.
though some would have it so.
though countless snows have fallen
on the gardens in my soul.
this orchid day... I sighed and was at rest.
the sun melting like crushed strawberries
into a cream sky.
and the gold leaf meets the silver mist
and I am still I.
mary angela douglas 19 october 2015
I dreamed then and now, again.
this petaled hour.
brimmed with stars, the rains
and the coolness after in the afternoons
I wandered in, and now, again.
greenness has not shattered in my mind.
though some would have it so.
though countless snows have fallen
on the gardens in my soul.
this orchid day... I sighed and was at rest.
the sun melting like crushed strawberries
into a cream sky.
and the gold leaf meets the silver mist
and I am still I.
mary angela douglas 19 october 2015
