For Everything

I loved You for the bracing winds

for all the stories that never end

for the star flung borderlands and then

for the bread and butter of the every day.

I loved you too in early dawns

the pearl sheened ones

curling into faint pinks

while washing dishes at the sink with the little window

glimpsing them through the tilted blinds.

I loved you more

in the golden ore I could sift in school ruled and unruled

and in the griefs that passed into the infinite,

green gold buddings of the Springs

for every note you let me sing

I loved you God, for everything.

mary angela douglas 26 january 2021