for the silver wound of a child's teardrop
mirroring the sky
let clouds form
bandaging the Sun
let warring kingdoms be as one
and if our expectations wane
dear God please prop them up again
because with hope we have to live
in order to begin again
past a thousand ruined springs
emerge at last once more
to sing.
mary angela douglas 24 october 2023
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