in old stories it is often told
that friend parted early from friend
will meet again
on a later shore
that a door once closed
will open
at the appointed time.
and children left in the cold
cheer themselves
at the grate of imagination.
this is a tale from every nation
that allows those without gold
to continue. those bought and sold
to find freedom in their own souls
if nowhere else so that
those without the fleece, the apples won
the history of the sun, unwritten
manage to endure.
these are the pure words falling
drifting like snow about me
who am stranded now,
farther from home
than before.
with God to adore.
mary angela douglas 25 december 2016
that friend parted early from friend
will meet again
on a later shore
that a door once closed
will open
at the appointed time.
and children left in the cold
cheer themselves
at the grate of imagination.
this is a tale from every nation
that allows those without gold
to continue. those bought and sold
to find freedom in their own souls
if nowhere else so that
those without the fleece, the apples won
the history of the sun, unwritten
manage to endure.
these are the pure words falling
drifting like snow about me
who am stranded now,
farther from home
than before.
with God to adore.
mary angela douglas 25 december 2016