THE LAST GOODBYE
Captured at sunset the last light, home
The lilies of noonday
The dark of unknown
Salvaged forever
The last luggage packed
The light luggage Back
What shall I bring to thee
Robin’s egg blue
Moss by the white stones
Droplets of dew
Sweet was the sojourn
Hard was the way
Oft have I wished I could
Just simply stay.
But evening comes always
To each in his turn
For every twigged starlight
I cannot help yearn.
Lord help me to leave
What so long was my home
Farewell to the earth
Where so often I roamed
And wondered and wondered
And looked at the stars
And knew you were somewhere
And now, here You Are.
mary angela douglas 12 march 2024
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