December 30, 2010

Day 360 - The Angel's View

Well far out and away
Are the places the angels used to stay
The mists would lift their wings higher
Riding the winds like a horseman his sire
The deepest of the angels were the seraphim
In the blackest of night, they make the stars gleam
The true blue angels with loyalties to match
Dance about the clouds with dreams to catch
They throw the dreams down to messengers of a lighter shade
Who then put the dreams in our minds to later fade
Those who dare to perch on the buildings man creates
Spin the threads that each our destinies elevates
And the final in golden rays high up above
Those angels send down the showers of who we love

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