The Sky Is On My Heart As Crystal Etched Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

the sky is on my heart as crystal etched

december's not that far away

the clouds hold rumors of the snowfall


I know I am not here to stay.

I know with every breathing of the pines

frost tipped and sealing themselves away


in every murmur that the leaves must make

that I must go away.

I must go away as others have


and leave the earth to orbit on

and I must close out all the beautiful accounts

before too long.


words I have loved weep softly in pale green

poems I have sought as Magi sought the Star

wanting to arrive through purple distance


to sing with my departed ones,

the crossing of the bar.

such few pearled seconds as remain


or years will ever feel the same

time isn't enough to say

what mystery has driven us here


and kept us on our way-

but we will say it still-

believing in the music of His will.


mary angela douglas 17 november 2019