Piece 4: Fallen Angel
I saw an angel,
Beauty around her, love in her hands.
She was as white as snow,
As if she’s sent from heaven.
The breath of God still fresh on her,
Her hands on her heart.
Eyes closed, she looked so sad,
If only I could figure out if she was hurt.
Her hair fell over her eyes,
Making her look even more beautiful.
If only I could find any word to describe,
But she was already an angel…
But something about her was wrong,
I saw pearls falling from her face.
Are those pearls? Where do they come from?
But I realized they were tears of grace.
She lost her wings,
And I couldn’t hear the song she sings.
She was so alone,
She was a fallen angel…
