I Look Behind Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

I look behind and then I know
the distances that I have sown
are mine. alone.

each footstep taken in the snows
that melts in faintest winter's glow
is still the way I took one day

though in a place I cannot say
because it's not the same.

yet each, to each God points a way
and there we wander if we may
and though the trail is mystery

it's still our own real history
that none, in truth, gainsays.


mary angela douglas 21 december 2018