I will love pure song forever
said I to the rising wind
and whether the wind is
rising or falling,
the music heard or
not heard
whether I disappear with it
without a word
whether it leaves me bereft
whether it is nothing
I have left, the birds having departed before me,
and everything that soared
and I , alone on the pier
a mere stick figure without it
scarecrow of sound
and if, when God is near
and I bend down so far to hear
what signs of welcome I can
I know that without song
oh dearest song
I shall not enter in.
mary angela douglas 3 march 2016
said I to the rising wind
and whether the wind is
rising or falling,
the music heard or
not heard
whether I disappear with it
without a word
whether it leaves me bereft
whether it is nothing
I have left, the birds having departed before me,
and everything that soared
and I , alone on the pier
a mere stick figure without it
scarecrow of sound
and if, when God is near
and I bend down so far to hear
what signs of welcome I can
I know that without song
oh dearest song
I shall not enter in.
mary angela douglas 3 march 2016