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I heard an angel speak last night and he said "write" With lantern light weary I write this morbid night The moon above the meadows move in gloomy mist With pen in hand, hermit a man and death amidst Oh shall I walk the aisles of graves and hundred names With flowers full of life financed on furnished frames Below the wind and warmth of night do whispers woe In fear I'm not for I care take of those below For I have seen many a man and woman cry And I have seen many a man and woman lie Distilled in death with only breath of the beloved Mourning above...mornings above heavenly loved But something is a happening around the night If not a dream how dost darkness so quicketh light How frogs appear around lilies that left the fog Where branches dance with trees beyond their childrens log As ponds appear upon plateau of grave and sand And stars above nomadic night come down to land And voices of the birds play like a violin And whispers of the wind hum like a hundred men! It is at this moment that wings appeared to be Uplifted from the back of her in front of me Dear Angel, ye are he that spoketh write of thee But in the nude in front of me am I to flee? With hair in waves and arms extended out to see Appeared to me...appeared to be...a flame of sea That swept the cemeteries floor with torch and fire And all in death consumeth life 'twas her aspire A paradise on earth and wedding full of life As they I have buried myself were full of light! Women and men and children spread A graduation of the dead Ceremonious gift of beings Thy conquered death, thy wearest wings! Forth in her hands were flowers of a thousand-fold And when she walked her footsteps formed a flood of gold With every step a flower from her drew to ground In mystic motion as she moved her wings would sound Just like a brush of wind, angelic crystal wings Face of fertility that wore a crown of rings Unselfish all in all with fingernails of fire Did pierce my heart into my soul a strong desire To learn to love and love to live and live to give Yes even in the dire darkness something lives Believe me not and no one shall when I doth tell The timid night I heard an Angel's voice exhale Oh Angel it is thy that is in sacred stone That came to me in flesh and now thy flesh is gone Johnny Sumler June 17, 2011 Angels In Cemeteries
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