Somewhere We Are Speaking Angels Listen Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
Somewhere We Are Speaking Angels Listen
all our tears must turn to sequined laughter
all our dreams must flower in the hills
all our misses and our near disasters
all our fretting fly to what is still
what on earth was shadow of the deepest
clearly there must shine in brilliant light
all the sorrows only winter sleeping
before the endless springs of our delight.
mary angela douglas 1 august 2023
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