if the earth were a pop up children's picture book
I would imagine rainbows at midnight
abalone ships at sea
no memory of history except
history as imagination
of a sunny kind
green rain in the green trees
and all the cities emerald ones
forever the sunset colours
resembling the sunrise ones
Christmas at home in every zone
the surprise of snow in april for the blossoms
only lightly dusted
cinnamon sugar on the earth loaf where the snow
starts to dissolve
the granting of all generous wishes
and the skies mauve toward evening
the music of the spheres proven
on restored little music boxes
free kaleidoscopes and cheese samples
only happy tears and taffy apples
my life as a rose with endless years
in a garden enclosed.
God having nothing to grieve over
and the same for the rest of us.
and no tests for the schoolchildren.
no making a fuss
only the golden apples rolling down
the only musts are joys
the glass mountains. nothing lost
but only found.
diamonds all over the ground.
the magical all around.
mary angela douglas 26 november 2022;7 february 2023
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