The Snow Globe's Music Box Tune

we'll be here all day
in this inverted glass bowl
with no where else to go

we like it this way
we are snow people
made for it

and all our dreams
come to us the same way
on drifts of silence

quiet accumulations
and star flecks sparked
by a winter sun

we sparkle and our faces
sparkle our words:
freezing over

even as we speak them
into the air
will frost the glass windowpane

the curve of Heaven
the ice Wing

while we pray
let it always be this way

mary angela douglas 17 january 2018