I was thinking
I was dreaming
the beautiful things we must not leave them
we carry them
we carry them forever
though they dissolve on earth
we carry them, the loveliest,
from our birth
and the scarlet leaf
and the gold alternately
the silver planets
our untold fortunes, gold of the slightest
moment, unfolding of the rose
that seems so long ago and yet
the fragrance of the rose
is with us yet.
mary angela douglas 26 july 2021
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