Angels At the Crucifixion of Jesus

Armozel kissed his head as the blue lily did in youth To crown him with nurturing grace with piercing truth Oroiael kissed his right-hand twitching and twisting in blight To bring back memories of penetrating light Daveithai kissed his left-hand that was marked with streams of blood To give him the staff of understanding and wood Eleleth kissed and cleaned his nailed feet with bright tears as dew To mirror wisdom weeping for leaving the blue