I ENTERED THE CASTLE

 

I ENTERED THE CASTLE

I entered the castle

Moths ate the moonlight from the skies

Cream scudded clouds I viewed from the towers

And thought of God for hours and hours

Old fairytales and why they were written that way

So that almost every ending was perfection

Through drafty corridors I sang the lays

Of those so many who came before

To sing of myths and epic stores

Dragons and the ones who slayed them

And how all treasures dim

Except the thought of Him.

Mary angela douglas 11 march 2024