Fallen Angels

From a timeless time

From the top of the highest mountains

In the mid of softly swaying blue seas

Or thundering dusky oceans

From the embankment of gently rumbling streams

On the edges of the desert

From the depth of the Milky Way

Tired and strained eyes

Floods of tears shed

Scrutinize far away skylines

At dawn and o'er at dusk

Watching, hoping, pleading

Stands svelte and proud

Walks, builds, lulls, loves

Fallen leaves

Sullen souls

Outstretched pleading arms

Screaming torn souls

Winter looms closer

Stormy winters

Frozen bleached lands

Blinding blizzards

Bent over bodies

Wrecked souls

Christmas carols and lights

Summer drought,

Scorching Sun, parched soils

Wounded wombs

Futile farmers’ toils

Hollow puzzled eyes

Gaudy bikinis at the beach

Spring floods snatched dreams

Buried in swooning deltas

Restless nights, dreamless days

Empty morrows

Blooming buds

Holds head high,

Lashed by untamed winter squalls and tempests

Sylphlike bodies dither and stagger transiently

Swirl puppet-like in the depth of the galaxy

Black holes looming

Darkness, fear, loss, infinity, nothingness

Countenance resumed

Walks head held high

Beaming face

Howling soul

Waves spread gently foaming over the sand

Brings not soothing balms

Carries not hopes

Wipes not uncouth lingering hero’s lies

Soothes not my soul

Hollow heart and tears of blood

Weary soul

Walks tall, Ignores all

Wretched smile

Does not fall

Injustice prevails

Emptiness lurks

Wrecked heart bleeds

Holds head high

Smiles weeping
Walks majestically