Sometimes In Moments Of Fitful Repose (Final Version) Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

sometimes in moments of fitful repose
I hear a hidden music and it seems to flow
from another place entirely that I do not know
I cannot see; but within it as it grows in ever persistent measures
and flowers endlessly in cristal lily and rose
in curious and mysterious configuration
my heart is consoled and strangely, moved despite all
cries of doom resounding and resounding
and in my nightfelled room
I know the earth is safe
we are in His hands
that infinite beauty is in command.

mary angela douglas 7 january 2022