you can keep your mirage of non being
at home in the temple of no flowers and few bells
I prefer Christ on the sea of galilee
calming the storm
though I be a cast sheep and scorned
who said, be of good cheer;
I have overcome the world
the world, he said where his heart was torn
the one that frightened us as children
and then, year to year
then as children with taller shadows
whither shall I flee
from Thy Spirit?
oh Divine mystery
so near at hand
in the breaking of bread
and the lines in the sand.
mary angela douglas 21 january 2023
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