Blind Like Lear

it is in fact true according to what they are now calling the best sciencewe have by this part of the story fallen through many cracks if not fissures

so that we say to you Lord God bring back the golden hour the rose to the crevasse

we are lost in the war of words hurt by the stake of words used cruelly

against us who only wanted to wander happy sheep among your green hills

and it isnt that I want to make such jeweled amendments to the fairy tales so that they are overladen

but everything is so plain now, so stark is this darkness and the murk that lies over the kingdom.

where is the secret lock to the secret door into that golden world we so often feel

is just beyond our reach. teach me to dream again, my Saviour and my friend

lest rude ghosts break the ties that bind.

and we wander blind like Lear among the broken stones.

mary angela douglas 10 january 2021