Crystal

you in your crystal of dreaming
forage for every facet of light
beyond the lattice work of seeming

repairing the jeweled and the scattered nights
tuned to a finer tuning as the Magi take flight
warned by the web of dreams that quavers,

the disappearance of gleams and the Saviour:
depart o depart another way.
how can I say what is necessary

speaking only a childish language
not making myself known:
find the way to come home

you wonder from day to day;
unable to flee what is given.
so you dream on.

thus snow comes to be
and scatters her petals endlessly
over the glaciers 

of a fitful world.

mary angela douglas 30 november 2017