Angels
Angels?
Are they ornaments worn on our shoulders as symbols?
Are they ten foot-tall guardians, guarding those with faith ?
Are they messengers of God?
Are they dense enough to cleanse an entire evil space?
Whence I ponder angels…
Akin to an innocent child
Or likened to that of a sheep
Inflected on as a snow-white turtledove…
Was the most aesthetic angel the precursor for hell?
Sunshine Williams
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