let's move away from earth sang my soul
packing only what is necessary
for the soul to live
forgive the evicters what there is to forgive
and the victors their spoils, after all our toils
and all their souvenirs.
we shall pack light
and Light I echoed
echoing the spheres
transcendent are the skies
the clouds that float and fly
above the exigencies here.
oh God, my soul!
don't let it disappear
here where the waiting lists
grow longer by the hour
the eccentricities
of those in Power.
mary angela douglas 31 october 2018
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ranscendent are the skies the clouds that float and fly above the exigencies here. eccentricities of those in power. God save us. dont let us live in despair. tony