no more the same
the soul blisters its cage
in a blue lightning rage against the grounded flights
of earth's inconstancy
stand on the wheel of time
and do not faint
when the sky crushes in and the clouds are
falling even in the raspberry light
and the singing birds fly helplessly
into the silver abyss with their language of
meadowsweet, meadowsweet
beyond earth there is bliss
after numb lamentation
hold on;
wait for the lilac passages to come
God understands
your plight.it won't be long.
mary angela douglas 20 october 2022;23 october 2022;20 february 2023
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