And Be Raised Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

for Walter De La Mare


walking at dusk in starlight

some have lived

parting the trees as moonlight does the clouds


making their silvery vows

scene after shining scene.


what is it now you waited to believe

caught between centuries as you clearly were

dim is the thought you thought that you preferred


when shifting.. gleam to gleam.

then you are shadow,

sorting out what you dreamed.


bear with it as you can

the livelong days

pass, as you pass among them


in your praise.

tread as you may in velvet

the sad maze


you'll still be kind

in the wanings, and be raised.


mary angela douglas 6 august 2019