When I Am Lost Like The Stray Puzzle Piece From The Box

 WHEN I AM LOST LIKE THE STRAY PUZZLE PIECE FROM THE BOX

when I am lost like the stray puzzle piece from the jigsaw

so that I want to climb back into the preexistence of the Soul

as if that would be possible and hide among the roses there

or in some unclocked in eternal glaze of the evergreen shade

take refuge near the silver of the winter sun

in the drifts between school days and beyond the accountable

and all homework dream

till I see the gleam of your stars Oh Lord when you set them there

before all tarnishing

let me stay only a little longer in the twilight of all Mays

cast in my blue shadows or in the rose period remembering

fresh chalk and the pastels from the box unused

knowing the pink blur between the green hills

had to be the rising, not the setting sun.

mary angela douglas 28 august 2021

1Mary Angela Douglas