My Hands Are Like A Cage Of Light Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas

Little Rock, Arkansas United States of America

My Hands Are Like A Cage Of Light

My hands are like a cage of light
That do upon snow pages write
And blizzard forth what they may dare
In frost upon the winter air
Or I am like a pane of glass
Through which the Holy Ghost must pass
The spectrums divide
That I may sing, Christ by my side
Small prism, that I am.
mary angela douglas 17 april 2024

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Mary Angela Douglas

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Little Rock, Arkansas United States of America
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