beautiful, uncompromised and consoling
is the word with no agendas
only illuminating
creasing the shadows with merriment
more to be desired than the honeycomb
as the Good Book says
the true book
with lamentation and joy.
with heavenly messengers at the doorways
the golden fruit ripened in silence
the ark of music
in purple and scarlet
and set with pomegranates with small bells
and dancing
the tamarind winds, the carousel horses prancing
the fragrance of the presence of the Lord.
the word that has no hooks no baits
no hidden traps no its too lates
no ploys, no rash debates
no vain noise of
oh God what shall we do
that does not Flee from You
the green word, the affable
the children's birthday cake word candle.
whom none shall extinguish but the child
full of wishes and cherries.
the chalkboard word illustrated with coloured chalks
up the walks.
that does not wait on ceremony for tea
nor induce to sin nor let the snicker in
the pure word sustaining
as if it were water, or raining
or fresh bread
and the butter dripping
the colour of marigolds.
the word with no shadow of turning
fashioned for no deceit
dear Lord. leafed as a Tree that gives shade
whatever word I use
to set the mosaic of Time
or my inconsequent rhyme
let it be Thine.
and by Thee made.
mary angela douglas 9 july 2023
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