Tuesday, January 17, 2017


leaving our homes of light
we wove from the darkness, stars,
a thimble sized moon,

oblivious waters
and afternoons of the steel grey skies
melting to pearl

until the angel came to us and said
her Christmas trumpet flaring
learn  to build the world anew

from few colours
from the trace of what you remember
and kindle from the days

that passed away
an indestructible song.

an indestructible song.

mary angela douglas 17 january 2017