Full Magic Dwells With Him Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

to C.S. Lewis

and to Dr. Louis Markos for the intensified magic of Lewis - reinterpreted

above all, to Our Lord and King...

full magic dwells with Him
the greening of the stars
the rose unclosed bright as the infant snows

and rainbow beading rain all
diamond shot on the windowpanes
half fruitless we will load thick with

the Christmas stencils, holly flamed
or muted green of pine; the bells we
cannot name, the faery foam of Time

that's disappearing here
and funneled where?
on dreaming's other side?

the back of the mirrors?
in the King's library under lock and key?

though Rose be
crimson as the heart yet stilled
we are by the perfumes spilling

endlessly on the winds:
His secret lilies.
dwell apart

and so must we
to see beyond seeming.
He glides there too

adown the merest molecules of light
is flight itself oh fly from us never
for I fear the night is coming when it's

dream on dream suspended: in This,
our Heaven and our wilderness until

beyond the windowsills of all our dreaming
full magic is forever upon us and more
than Once Upon...

mary angela douglas 25 october 2014