How Can It Fall To Reason Alone Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

how can it fall to reason alone

to memorize the webbing of dreams

we are incapable.but

I have heard the nightingale trill

deep in the conifers of His will;

the mirrored forest, the music that mirrors them too

we did not fashion the green and blue

nor the scent of roses. the high tide gleam of the swans.

dazzling we know are the moon and the stars

the peripheries of where we are

when we drift in sleep above the maytime

unless Christ mold the ship there is no sea

imagined or in reality that we can cross

proud in our uber technical skill

only the Cross, only the Cross is brightest

surest, swiftest, Cygnus

from the Hill

on which He hung

to save us, still.

mary angela douglas 5 july 2023