Queen of Heaven
And then the Props withdraw
And adequate, erect,
The House support itself
And cease to recollect
Emily Dickenson.
Queen of Heaven
Give me faith!
Ground me!
Tell me the sky will not fall in
the earth at my feet will
not give way- pray,
shelter us- mankind and me
from crazy predatory frenzy
Defend us from all destructive forces
Foster love of beauty, altruism-
generosity to our cores; a search
for grander possibilities
Teach us the solemn value of history
Keep us true to form, intuitive
imaginitive, instinctive
Attuned to the importance of
self- limiting responses
Not innocent in self delusion
Not virtuous for virtue's sake
Unique and irreplacable
Never notorious, false hearted
or didactic
No! not the sum of trivial
accumulations
Not the collection left behind,
of usesless irrevelancies;
objects beyond human memory
No! it must be us
Abiding echoes
of breath caught in wonder
Suzanne Delaney
Copyright © Suzanne Delaney | Year Posted 2013
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