Someday We Will Speak Again Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

someday we will speak again
without dissension
now an unknown tongue, but Then

a heavenly declension
so music is to us now
a mysterious turning of the prow

of the heart's lost misty and confounded ship
not meant for earth
the Soul's so fitful turning in its sleep

the silvered leaf burning
on the tree of grief, released:

the reclaiming of the deep,
the unutterable;
the starry door swung open, suddenly

unto God.

mary angela douglas 3 september 2017