Angels
They rest on clouds
White as a mountain snow
They walk along vast
Golden slopes
And heavenly gardens
They do not pay attention to those
Who do not look for any sign
Or to the people who think
That falling in love is timeless
They avoid those who are vain and arrogant
The day is stretching, widening
But they seem indifferent
While they are waiting to start shining
Although a passing
Light sometimes
Hurts them
Still, their serene
Calm look is only delusion
Because at any moment
They can move
And spread their light
Or shadow on someone
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