meeting the paradox in the hallway
I prayed hard
O Lord let me pass invisibly
and He did
but I met another on the stairwell
avoiding the elevator as it tended
to be packed with paradoxes
in the mid afternoon
all in various languages assembled
and so, arraying myself in shadows
flecked only slightly with gold
I cried
into the handkerchief of my dream
the embroidered one
and there three angels came
to tell me it will be this way
it is always this way
mary angela douglas 29 january 2016
I prayed hard
O Lord let me pass invisibly
and He did
but I met another on the stairwell
avoiding the elevator as it tended
to be packed with paradoxes
in the mid afternoon
all in various languages assembled
and so, arraying myself in shadows
flecked only slightly with gold
I cried
into the handkerchief of my dream
the embroidered one
and there three angels came
to tell me it will be this way
it is always this way
mary angela douglas 29 january 2016
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