to Joan of Arc
how will she know if any of them
are who they say they are
all she has is God and the white armour
of her certainty that it is He alone she serves
she finds the path difficult but the angels of her courage
do not swerve and
mark it well and so she comes to find the Dauphin in his
disguise and calls him King who couldn't command a cell
and her voice rings like her white armour into the seventh heaven
of all that she believes although they shake their heads and
entertain their doubts as later they will entertain treachery
and betray her, Joan of Arc, the simple Jeanne
for an illicit song
and Realpolitik and Christ knew how these
matters resolve themselves over the last garment
and the gamblers.
Yet, oh Heavens dove she gambled on Love. And won.
mary angela douglas 13 july 2021
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