POETRY AS A KIND OF CONSOLATION SHINES

 

POETRY AS A KIND OF CONSOLATION SHINES

Poetry as a kind of consolation shines

I love you tiny universe of mine

And healing springs beneath the surface

May you find

Or sipping fresh blue waters from the wells

You happen upon in my still flowery dells

Let bramble and berry grow together

In mild and happy pastoral weather

Take respite from the teeming world

Sad news, and whatever sorrow soars

Into the radiant heavenly light

Becomes in poetry oh so bright

mary angela douglas 24 april 2024