05 September 2010

Fallen Angel


lay your body down
on cool night grass
be still
until you feel
earth tilt
beneath you
until you hear
nothing
but eloquence
of stars
until you see
beyond
vaulted sky
and taste
honey
on a shimmering sigh
until the fallen angel
that you are
rises softly
from cool night grass

2 comments:

  1. Do everything in order to keep your life inside a poem.

    Namaste.

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  2. Wow, could feel tingling up my spine reading this, I felt like I was in the poem. Thanks so much for sharing, another 'read me aloud' poem my friend :)

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