Shouldn't It Be True

shouldn't it be true
that we should become known
only for the fact

that light shone upon us
and afterwards

that snows flew crystalline
when melting was always
within.

and we lived in a secret music
counting the beats in between
the irrefutable scenes:

what is the soul
was studied in many ways
in the great universities

and in the byways
I sighed that the soul is
where the poem grows

and fends for itself,
where forevers begin
and cannot cease glowing.

who are we that light
shone upon us, that there were roses.
that we were that privileged

that even the nights were
vivid with His stars

that we should have been
and that we are:

given, each one, the key
to something imperishable;
nor confined to learning

the history of zero alone
standing outside of Time
oh clouded Chronos, nevertheless,

still breathing beauty in.

mary angela douglas 15 september 2017