In the wilderness of the world
may you find only springtime
where there are howling wolves,hear only nightingales
even in your cell
may the living ocean swell
setting you adrift among a thousand gifts.
where blackouts stun the night
may your sequined wings take flight;
may you feast on mango light
in any kind of plight
gather lilies in the snow
because you know you Know
where you go,
God goes too
mary angela douglas 4 november 2023
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