My Hands Are Like A Cage Of Light Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
My Hands Are Like A Cage Of Light
My hands are like a cage of light
That do upon snow pages write
And blizzard forth what they may dare
In frost upon the winter air
Or I am like a pane of glass
Through which the Holy Ghost must pass
The spectrums divide
That I may sing, Christ by my side
Small prism, that I am.
mary angela douglas 17 april 2024
Wednesday, April 17, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: blizzard,april,snow
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