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Christina: The Descending Angel
"Descending Angel" by John Wimberley


I felt the air stir, and the breezes start
and the quickened beating of my heart,
when the trees bent and the stars came out
in the daytime;
but I was filled with doubt

Are they among us?
Do you think?
Is it a myth or do we shrink
from the theory of angels, when a prayer vigil ends?

I think there are days when each Descends.

©Copyright July 2004 by Christina