MY ARK MY ARK

 MY ARK MY ARK

My ark my ark upon the flooding, the indigo waters

When shall we depart

Making the milk pearl stations of the cross to say as children do

Nothing is lost and all your rainbows are folded away for safe keeping

Though doves have strayed have strayed coming back

With no leafy foliage and yet, the scent of orange blossoms

On the evening air…is fair and

Who am I to say

All flooding is sad and embarkation from earth, the worst

Beyond what the heart should bear and yet

My heart, be glad

When we are set to surge on such a current as life on earth

Never had

Let the hour of departure come while ringed with magic

Fading fast from alpha to omega and past what we loved here

We await His grace and stocked with the Great Books

We shall leave this dear yet terrible place, this spinning wonder

The acutely beautiful  music we have heard the loved ones undeserved

Who preceeded us for whom we still may grieve and yet they will be and they are

Free at Home the first to greet us ashore, be assured with kind embrace

When all is accomplished here and face to face we see at last

What we were made for

And steadily endured for the promised life to come;

Be not dismayed.

mary angela douglas 18 august 2024