Falling Down In Flowers You Will Laugh Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

[to the poet William Blake]

falling down in flowers you will laugh
and in the snowy fields
and in the pearled waters

of the local streams bathe your feet
green summered, sweet
and rural in your origins sing

the tide will turn upon a thread of gold

and cherry brightness compass you in
fold on fold
before you come to understand,

and that firsthand,
the wilderness of man.

and to withstand

mary angela douglas 17 january 2016