Sunday, September 19, 2021

Her Christmastide

who would not praise

the Kingdom advancing night

the Pearl furled still in snowy Light

conceal-ed was the Rose

until He rose

and broke the Eclipse of the Soul

oh plant this rose slip near my dears

the slightest porch of Heaven

I will carol the Carol of it forever

and enjewel-ed.

mary angela douglss 19 september 2021


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