Angelic Touch
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Won Honorable Mention in, Healing power of forgiveness contest.
In the violent storm
there is complete ruin everywhere
the clouds take on a bigger form
as there is no place to calmly breathe air
running scared with regretful tears, lightning advances strong
though miraculously, a seraph caught the powerful spark
crushing it, she disperses the black sinful smoke with a harp and song
now it is no longer dark
the healing begins to bring everything back
sinner and saint, with their arms, lock
qualm takes over, flowing out from the overloaded pack
the angel listens to every drop without saying a mock
hand in hand, they walk to the other side
creating a new world
for the past has died
turning the realm into an ethereal dreamworld
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2017
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