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When Angels Yield To Fate
Here below the point where, losing his footing, he’d tumbled down into the cavity of what appeared to be a giant cleft left in the side of this ancient cliff, He lay, an anomaly sharing space with two large boulders which he now was wedged between. These rocks, which had formed layer upon layer through millenniums till they jutted out into the hollow’s middle space, held him in a firm and stubborn grip. He strained again and again to extricate his body, but to no avail. He remained securely lodged between the rocks. Days passed. The man’s little hope became despair. Till the final drop of water in his canteen had been drained, till his final cries for help echoed in his ears and then dissolved, he lay in misery - soberly reflecting on both the bad, though repented of, and the mostly good he’d done throughout his life. Then yielding to his fate, and looking upward to the last small space of heaven he could see, he slowly closed his eyes. Above him, gazing down from a thinly veiled partition in the sky was his guardian, who wept one silent tear. She wept for one thing only- for the fear and suffering her charge had long endured. When that single tear was shed, (and this is key) she wept no more, but spread strong, graceful wings for her descent. June 17, 2020 For John Hamilton's Your Fave Poem 2020 Not Written For A Contest Poetry Contest
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