FOR THE BREEZE NEWLY MINTED, FOR THE SUN JUST COINED

 

FOR THE BREEZE NEWLY MINTED, FOR THE SUN JUST COINED

For the breeze newly minted

For the sun, just coined

For the unaccountable bridge

Suddenly appearing, over the flood plains

How can I not thank you God

For the blue of skies remembered

For the orchid winds as well

the lilies that consoled me

In the hour of distress

Their perfume on the air

I could never explain.

For the strength for what remains

To emerge from all sorrow

Shining as if after long interminable rains

To rest in the aftermaths

To soar over fear

Even, like a small bird

Singing. darting

from the bramble bushes

Of an insignificant dream:

May all pain

Transform itself into infinite beauty.

Mary angela douglas 13 march 2024