Fallen Angel

Why did a cauldron of bedeviled bats fly right into the grim windows splattering their blood on the shards of glass strewn all over the floor… What drove them to their gruesome death? These nocturnal creatures that can navigate a labyrinth of caves skillfully. I leaned ruefully against the darkened wall of this abandoned house, pondering; Alas, if only these broken windows can tell the tale of that foreboding night. Ensnared, entangled, entrapped, entwined by life… Venturing to escape is to embrace death! Hugging the shadows of incarceration I wait for the light of liberating death to shine upon me and wrap me in its ethereal grace. Cast out of Paradise, and a stranger in the mortal world, I am cursed with an angelic beauty like a rose blooming in the desert only to wither in its scorching heat—unnoticed, unsung! Like a fallen warrior seeking deliverance like a wayward soul seeking salvation, Unable to reconcile with either world.