To the Russian poets and all poets;the shimmering, undefeated "cloud of witnesses" who conveyed at great cost in their own way: the connecting idea between Heaven and earth. And most of all, to the poet from the former Soviet Union who, dying, in prison, wrote his final poem in his own blood on the wall: the single word, "Hope". Whole-hearted To the Triune God in memory of Mary Adalyn Douglas.
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Tuesday, January 03, 2017
Two Angels Watch Me
two angels watch me one of darkness, one of light and I in the corridors alone take flight only God sees the rainbow round my head the aureole bright and two angels watching and two angels watching. mary angela douglas 3 january 2017