Exactly Where We Are Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

if only Your children didnt have to wade

through so much terminology

reading off the same script


any which weathervaned way they turn


because really all we want is to see You as you are

to be again in the garden against the vivid green

the blue sky changing itself into pearl


to see the spring speaking itself into roses

what dowe need with all these poses


what in the world can we understand of You

unless we hear you speaking only to our heart

in exact syllables


in the light and in the dark


we simply want to feel

it is you that wheels the stars

and knows exactly where we are.


mary angela douglas 8 march 2020