we will come to the last scene perhaps
where the great music soared
over the vault of the Heavens
painted an eggshell blue
and those left on the stage
were in a dream within a dream
so that they forgot the lines of the play
when the rays of Heaven came down
from the skylights
and all executions stayed\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
the audience is so quiet you imagine
snows descending from the braidwed balconies
and that you are cold
what will be the outcome
you no longer care
now flowers descend from the balconies
and children gasp because on stage
suddenly the flowers are dancing
dancing and yet dying at the same time
so that they cannot turn their eyes away
not knowing yet their fate
mary angela douglas 6 january 2018
where the great music soared
over the vault of the Heavens
painted an eggshell blue
and those left on the stage
were in a dream within a dream
so that they forgot the lines of the play
when the rays of Heaven came down
from the skylights
and all executions stayed\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
the audience is so quiet you imagine
snows descending from the braidwed balconies
and that you are cold
what will be the outcome
you no longer care
now flowers descend from the balconies
and children gasp because on stage
suddenly the flowers are dancing
dancing and yet dying at the same time
so that they cannot turn their eyes away
not knowing yet their fate
mary angela douglas 6 january 2018
