Isn't It A (Beautiful) Force To Be Reckoned With Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

isn't it a (beautiful) force to be reckoned with

or a radiant sum that angels can write things down

it must be plural how could there only be one

recording angel

how could they ever be done

with noticing all the small., merciful and tender details

engilded I will be in the setting sun

and hoping still to be green leafed even so

to vanish as snow, without pain translucent

hand in Hand with the One true God

who brought us here

in the first place for reasons known only

by Himself.

mary angela douglas 21 january 2023