if we have written in sand
if we have spoken in snows
if we have died like roses die
and come back blossoming
in a farther Spring
or sung in between the lines
in the play that was never ours after all,
a subtext of sighs-of prayers that are heard
the instant they understand
how lucky it is to be here on earth
suspended on this blue and green pendant;
on a Tree of stars.
mary angela douglas 11 november 2015
if we have spoken in snows
if we have died like roses die
and come back blossoming
in a farther Spring
or sung in between the lines
in the play that was never ours after all,
a subtext of sighs-of prayers that are heard
the instant they understand
how lucky it is to be here on earth
suspended on this blue and green pendant;
on a Tree of stars.
mary angela douglas 11 november 2015
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