ONLY GOD

I stood where silence flowed away

into a farther mystic bay

and thought again of loss and time

of history's sorrow and of mine

it seemed to me naught could I say

about the first and shining Day

God planned it all another way

and all that happened after that

and all the lean years and the fat

would could I add to chronicle

a bright way through

the rise and fall the rise and fall

so many people under thrall

and though we sense the current tone

and keep up with the current scene

life still continues nightmare, dream

while the generations stream.

all I know or can confess

without our God we have no rest

we have no reason and no rhyme

we have no hearts

no me and mine

all at the Alpha seems the race

we see Omega in our face

each to each, then leaf by leaf

sometimes summer, sometimes grief

still not collective , star by star

only God knows who we are.

mary angela douglas 21 december 2022