let now no reasonable star clang out
suddenly rogue as the clouds by winter's tempests driven
let my heart be riven so may it be faithful to the end
and not dissemble in a Romantic strain
beyond the borders that song allows.
I vow to thee countries of the illimitable imagination
it's all for the trefoil of abiding love
Christ died to shine straight through
the world's dim equipoise refined, defined
in purity and truth, there is no denying.
mary angela douglas 16 november 2021;14 february 2022
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