One Day Emerging From The Rose Thicketed Castle : Revised Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

one day emerging from the rose, thicketed castle

the troubled sleep

may we emerge into the mild and wild orchid daylight

with a half shell moon still grazing the skies

all brambles gone

and find to infinite surprise

there is no bad news forever

and all Kingdoms reprise

the glory of the first beginning

when God touched our eyes

and this was Seeing, Being, Dreaming, Alive!

and we are free, washed in the jubilant bells

delivered from all spells by Jesu, Christ, redeemed

free as the green of grass

the blue of sky

in a child's first colouring book

free to arrive at the sepia toned train station

ticketless, timelessly all in an outpost's dream

into the mainspring of happiness of everything

specific as the amber of our tea,

as the endless holiday clatter of our sprigged china

and the inexhaustible larder of jam filled pantries

and each will sing without needing to be

famous for it

or fly with an iridescent wing

with no edgy expectation

into again the deep woods solace

with diamond clarity

seeking no prey; no need to outdistance anyone-per se

under no icarian, no feckless sun.

in a joy brimmed day asking nothing of anyone

the telegraph relayed:

all battles won.we are coming home.

mary angela douglas 22 september 2022; 22 february 2023