An Angel's Death

A desperate angel, got no wings to fly; wounded; hurt; can’t spread his arms to soar beyond the cerulean sky. With eyes of fear and mournful tears; hearing only silence, makes him frail- so pathetic. As he lay on the ground- earth in his sight, embracing the floor; reaching his limitation, he’s starting to fade: becoming paler, ceasing his casualty. A very sad song was played for the angel’s fate. Candles were lighted; a thunderous howl: a piercing mourns. Slowly, gently, he vanished; departed; kissed the lips- orifice of death. Evenly hovered in the air, taken away by the vivid rays; where a hand reached behind the light, with a calm face, welcomed him again.