I Thought To Turn The Silver Tide

i thought to turn the silver tide

of all the tears that drained mens' lives

but found that I could barely rise

above my own

I hoped to clear the crystal slate

of all the sludge of warring hate

but it was obvious to me

that I could hardly even breathe

the envious air.

such was the world i found outside

of Edens gates o could I hide

from all the scorpion suns that rose

God knows I would; God knows

then on the bitter seas I saw

Christ walking over every squall

and all I hoped to do or say

I found in him I found in him

that very day.

mary angela douglas 27 october 2020