beautiful cosmos how is it even amid our anguish
we still feel you there
and wonder if the gold flaking of your gold leaf everywhere
is evidence of tears
Divine tears
if the sudden dropping of the moon from view
indicates you too must find a way
to grieve alone;
absent the snows what would winter be
nothing for light to reflect off of
only the heart its winter branches bare
beautiful cosmos everywhere
even driven to my knees
by fear of the great disease of apathy
renunciation of the incarnation
I worship the One who made you so
that not one torment here below
can alter what you are.
mary angela douglas 26 june 2021
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