SILVER IN THE RAINS, CANDLE IN THE DARK

 

SILVER IN THE RAINS, CANDLE IN THE DARK

We are wearing ourselves out on trivialities

We who were made in God’s image

Who bear the clock of life within us

The possibility of mirroring

All the beauty of the earth

And answering it back

In even a whisper

I an made of trees of the green and blue of everything

You have made, of light

Of air, of all that glitters on the waters

And bud like any blossom

Again and again like a music repeated

That is cherished

I am your daughter

I do not forget that.

I cannot forget that.

Lord God.

Made for infinity

Happy as apple blossom

Or lark.

Silver in the rains

Candle in the dark.

mary angela douglas 13 march 2024