Separated

separated in the wars
we crumbled in the blue green:
mermaids, mermen

amongst the corals, 
the glinting of the magical fish
there were we, set free from submarines

cooling our distress
in the under kingdoms
where the water laves

and dreams suspend.
friend from friend,
will not when it ends!

you'll no longer ask
not even of God

who needs rest too when
sod is torn from sod, and light from light recedes
and home declines from the living stream

we'll live like water lilies do
or

we are upended like trees
in a storm that has no eye
our roots inverted

pray to be clouds;
implore, the sky-

mary angela douglas 31 may 2018