Angel
Aghast I was as I gazed at heaven’s door,
I rise from my pain, mouth wide open and though
Mine heart stopped beating while I still turn red,
My eyes shed tears as I toil for each soft breath;
‘Tis fair that I tell you that I am not dead, however…
(Of course I still live, for me to write this letter)
A figure came out in a glowing ray of light,
And though ‘twas blinding, it hindered not my sight,
All was bright crimson when the whole sky opened
As an angel descended before the clouds of heaven;
I was thrilled at this sight and in all my excitement
Time stood still, at least, for this one brief moment…
She stood there before me, otherworldly and full of grace,
Her radiant beauty drawing from the smile on her face,
Gone were my bitter days through those patient eyes that kept
On shining so brilliantly like stars that grace past sunset,
With her lips glad and gleaming like the Moon in crescent,
I stood there grateful, to be with one so heaven sent.
Though overjoyed I was for I felt so blessed to be
In front of this woman who was so dear to me,
I became aware of her once unseen apathy
For I was just there, and yet... she could not see
That I was in front of her, waiting to make myself known,
But in her head, I am not there, thinking she was all alone.
First I whispered, then tried to shout with all mine heart and mouth,
Still, I remained - unheard, unseen - and much filled with doubt.
Why couldn’t she notice, I could not ever know,
Maybe she was high and I was just too low,
‘Twas maybe the design between angel and man,
I’m stuck right here to do the best that I can
To do everything that's possible, in relentless pursuit,
To keep reaching out for this angel,
This forbidden fruit…
Copyright © Cris Navarro | Year Posted 2009
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