Landscapes In Dreams

landscapes in dreams have no ladders

how will I ever get down

perched in the tower at midpoint

onto the solid ground

ground of my being, my God is

I know He will help me mid air

and I will awake all a sudden

free from the dream's light despair.

landscapes in dreams have no shuttles

buses are hard to come by

bus fares a little bit cloudy

unhelpful, the passers by

there in a town that is nameless

I look for old bookshops again

noting how quickly the sun sets

starting all over again

ground of my being my God is

turnstile to let me pass through

I rush down the corners in pages

and write my address in the dew.

mary angela douglas 28 december 2021