shining was harder when there was no light
then Christ came, Light's dower rising
mulch leaf and flower
hour by hour
birds regained the dawn
pale as the palest rose
singing returned unscarred
angels to the Guard
moonlight in the yard.
Beauty, to where you are.
mary angela douglas 16 july 2020
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life there is happy Where Jesus Christ pours mercy Life there is eternal Where Jesus Christ exposes His mighty Shining light there is good blessings Where Lord is satisfied Almighty