Song For Another Ending

close the book on this then.
close the book again.
it wasn't the thing you thought it would be

the contest you wouldn't win.
the wind is perfumed anyway
the leaves impearled after such brief rains

what you have lost is
more than somehow
what could ever be gained

close the door
draw the shades
think of going away

there where there's no more sea
there where there's no one telling you how
to steer the boat of your own dreams

there where there's no more striving
where it's more than enough

to just be.

mary angela douglas 27 june 2018