An Angel Needed Elsewhere
to remind us of the
shortness of our time.
Tears laid for them
Tears of love, tears of fear.
Bury my dreams, dig up my sorrows.
Oh, Lord why
the angels fall first."
"Angels Fall First" ~ Nightwish
Somewhere between my dreams and sleep
I have heard your whispers keep.
I could feel you with my soul
entrenched in moments crying stole.
When rising dawn in midst of night
you stood before me, gloriously bright.
Woke me with a thunderous roar
Unfurling wings tattered by war.
Your drowsy wind shook my trees
Unveiling scars from centuries.
Your eyes like jewels, black and wet.
Soaked with memories you could not forget.
You raised your head and on your throat
In feathers white your fatal rote,
A harp string which you did devise to
choke out years of unheard cries.
Oh , but yours.
Never to share a glass of wine
Nor writhing of a lover’s spine.
Or thunderous clapping of the flesh
and breaking waters on the thresh.
My mouth falls open to call to you
But only moon drops silver spew.
A touch would tinge this hallowed slave
And send you to a fiery grave.
If not for Holy tasks demain
I’d be in your light infused again.
In the next life you will find my door.
For you are needed elsewhere more.