Let Now No Mitigating Word Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

let now no mitigating word
bow to the earth's volcanic greed
nor ash nor brimstone crown
the heart at its most need
or shifting of the ground allow
accomodation to a heartless breed
lest you fall to your knees
before the little gods.
speak, soul awake my little lyre and undertake
you know not what just so you
ignore the lashing tongues or negligent crowds
the clueless map of their palms
the nothing they say outloud
ignore the trivialities from dusk to dawn
you were formed at your base core
from God's own screed.
life is brief though dreaming's long
our life is not our own
to God we owe
the beauty and the grief
sail on small gift of song
and let the spindle wound the sky
yet spin no gold
beyond the casting measure of your Soul.
mary angela douglas 29 july 2023