In Certain Lights Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

In certain lights, perhaps the lights of jewelers
what if our words were prisms
And cast all colours in the air
In radiant bands
And I would say to you perhaps a word of indigo
A feeling of deep green on rose
And colours would be our language
And glittering light
And we would never be misunderstood
Or misunderstand
Aware of everything as if in the Dream Time
As language and light would be as one.
mary angela douglas 15 march 2024