So Shall The Beautiful Arise Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
So Shall The Beautiful Arise
So shall the Beautiful arise
At the lowtide of the fairytale
And gladden our eyes
That had been so wearied
With sorrow in its manifold disguse
And our hearts be quickened by the fresh winds descending
Angel choirs from the unseen
Drifting bells
And we shall be lulled from earth
And drink from the deepest clearest wells.
mary angela douglas 4 may 2024
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