Sunday, August 14, 2016

Let There Be Lanes

let there be lanes before and after the cataclysms
threaded with bluebirds and the hedge rose;
the aureoles of angels through the trees

the glaze on the puddles in winter
and the snows when they give way

turning again to Spring
and not the bombed out homes.
let there be lanes the Lord God said again

and we cried 
because it was so.

mary angela douglas 14 august 2016