An incoming Angel

An Incoming Angel

 

As the sunlight splits the Heavens

As both

Photon and wavelength

 

So fast

A year becomes its timeline

And a second

Meaningless

 

As a twinkle becomes the twilight

The reflection

Infinite

That the angle of reflection

The same

As angle of incidence

 

And as the sunlight splits the Heavens

The tales of Angels

It could tell

Speak of

Unicorns and fairies

Magic flutes and wishing wells

 

But if the universe

Has no secrets left

And The Maker signs His name to it

Conceed I will

All magic things

Like solemn words and golden rings

Are as silly as

My feelings then

That a dinosaur

Has ever been

A theory or religious cause

Worth fighting for or thinking of

 

Its just I

Shutter at the day we find

A single equation

Or singular thought behind

To the beauty of all

 Life and light

Or the answer to either

How? or Why?

 

Why your eyes command my every thought

And the blue defies all logical plot

That I awake at night

And think all day

"Is an Angel on its way?"

 

 

 

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