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Angel

When all the darkness bleeds from thine eye,

And the only object left of thy gaze therein is light,

Was it then God embraced thy soul in everlasting peace,

Washing away thy sin?

Sinners are we all of this life, wherein we do profess

What seems almost eternal the promise thee will walk only toward the light,

Yet darkness calls, tempting us unto jagged pathways of life,

Places thou must go if only to remind us we are but misled,

Bequeathed a broken promise of eternal light.

Yet it is there, at that moment, where thine eye gazes upon the brilliance of an angel,

Meant to wrap her Holy wings around thy soul, warming thy spirit like the sun

And washing over the heart the misty rain of forgiveness,

The true eternal light of love….

-Tina M.E., Poet/Author