Realms Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
Realms
there are times I wonder
breaking the surface of a dream
if one day we may be invoiced
for the things we haven't seen
while filing all our worries
complete from A to Z
we miss the drifts of beauty
so myriad and free.
the lapping of the waves
as you row away
the faint pink in the winter sky
on the coldest day
the peace in any minute
we fill up with regret
I wonder why we do that
and the prismatic moment
curiously neglect
why are we wired so strangely
what is it that we lack
when miracles surround us
we take a dismal tack.
dear God help me to see it
beyond my list of chores
unceasingly the realms of joy
everywhere are stored.
mary angela douglas 4 march 2023
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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12/19/2025 6:17:04 PM # 1.0.0
Positive and negative forces constantly tug on us...it almost seems that providence is arranging a challenge for us, so we can learn to keep them in balance. Favorite.