Irrevocably

 we who remember the suns of other planets must keep still, keep

silence now on earth where we do not live and where the company has

changed hands the company has changed hands and the star flecked

armories

are few

where we renew a language men have forgot as they have forgotten

themselves

so we are trained in outward life to get on board, to be team

players

to direct our glassiest gaze

at the ever shifting Brands some say we exist to accommodate

so that we must relegate ourselves, to participate

all this is dry rot for we are caught by Christ and remember

Forever as even the smallest children do

dressed in blue, examining with surprise

the high pink celestial clouds

let them build their stockades and dangle the keys to the

cities beyond our reach

there is another country...our enforced

lamentable and ecstatic hearts

inhabit

when the peach still shines through leaden clouds accumulating above

the office parks

above the ghosts of trees

and how I wished in the summer breeze I could elude

the smokers on break in the front of the building and

slip out a side door to contemplate Ezekiel's wheel

that I could resign from blind kingdoms

Lord God. I am on my knees all the time now even when I appear to

stand to lean on your Presence to breathe

only you are the green air, the flecked with diamond dust, the ever

flowering wheel

and you believed in us

we will not fail

though we in exile live out our last days

half staged

in this anemic epoch

inside are we reeling the ruby emerald topaz feelings that

we are written into Your Music irrevocably.

mary angela douglas 30 november 2021;9 february 2022

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