Angel's Tears

I feel the mist

Velvet upon my skin

That is how the rain begins.

A light drizzle begins to fall

then the lightening flashes

The clouds give up all.



It is not rain I see,

But angel's tears for what

Man has wrought on thee.



Your cries are heard

by those above

the rain that appears

Is really their tears

shed out of love.



Let him without sin cast the first stone,

for it is he that has nothing to atone,

until he casts that first stone.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Boredom struck my muse while waiting for a PC to build. LOL.  

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Astral_Tides's picture

I love how this pans

I love how this pans out.
Beautiful analogies.
Rain is a blessing If you shift gears to allow it to be so.
Cheers to this!


"The stars awaken a certain reverence, because though always present, they are inaccessible; but all natural objects make a kindred impression, when the mind is open to their influence." R.W.E.