WHAT WAS EVER THAT BEAUTIFUL

 

WHAT WAS EVER THAT BEAUTIFUL

What was ever that beautiful

From our own imaginations alone as

To be suspended between Heaven and Earth

A blue and jade and cloudy marvelous marble

Where we live

From birth

Until invisible kingdoms come

Despite all calamaties

That can befall

The primrose laden beginnings

Or not at all

Cutting our way

Through the underbrush of Time

And time before us stretching in a semi jeweled maze

Behind us, mapping the starlight that was and is

Still sending us messages

Which we truly cannot decipher

On our own.

All this, and dreamscapes too,

Our home.

Our earth

Our cross

Where those we love in time

Will disappear

And our redemption

When we will see

Each other, clear

Through all the mists

And vagaries

Joyous forever

Startled into Life Eternal.

mary angela douglas 13 april 2024