How Beautiful They Stand Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

how beautiful they stand
like ships beyond command
above forgotten lands

the clouds
and I am one composed
of the same clouds


or, I dreamed it so
being the dream child
in the glass


of the fairy tale winds
surpassing.
oh what will I see when I look last


and will these kingdoms come to pass
in the mirror they will offer me
above the vast the final seas


or will I vanish into these
murmured the sea maid as she shone
till the indigo waves closed over.


mary angela douglas 31 march 2018