(for Hans Christian Andersen)
all the sad duckling things you went through
learning to emerge a swan.
see, I will make for you an azure stillness
that you may recognize why you have come
to see yourself in the purpling waters
to see yourself as the only one
with the key to this particular kingdom.
unlocking it, for everyone.
stories will come, circling like Swans
above Denmark, Denmark in a different phase
and Love a strange love will resign itself
to sinking below the waves
only to rise on the next page
in a tin soldier mustering a gun
we are waiting for the winds to divide us
he says to no one
to see yourself in the purpling of the waters
with these frail reasons you have come
the storyteller of love itself unrequited by anyone
refurbished in the oddities of the world
in the mirroring waters as the sun descends
your shadow stories rising and falling
may we begin again?
to crest the wave and then to disappear
to love in so distant a way beyond the years
silhouettes on the screen of the beautiful
past the sad duckling days
swans on the infinite waters
learning to sing His Praise.
mary angela douglas 27 january 2021
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