WHEN YOU ARE WORDLESS WHEN SADNESS TRACES

 

WHEN YOU ARE WORDLESS WHEN SADNESS TRACES

When you are wordless when sadness traces

No clear pattern on your windowpane

Where the trees grow crooked in the landscape

And scar the dream skies

I will whisper a benediction

Music will weep out of the clouds suddenly

The sun will dance across your inner sky

Though the world martials all the reasons why

You cannot break out into blossom

And the appled days elude you

Bye and bye disconsolate children cry

Finding no place in the alphabet primer to begin

There will be rain flooding the world with rainbows.

Again.

mary angela douglas 12 july 2024