the name of God fell out of the sky
the shiniest star there ever was
the children saw it in the grass
overcome with shyness
they tiptoed round it
the name of God they sang like small bells
the name of God and the pink flowers bowed down
the purple and the cream the squirrels froze freeze frame in their brashness
the sparrows came and curiously pecked at the gravel instead of the berries on the ground
so confused by the softest light
the softest light but it was everywhere coating the grass,
the trees, our sighs
we sat down by the lake and cast our dreams aside
because this dream beat them all
mary angela douglas 26 may 2021
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