Not So Crippled

Cripples make music with old, worn out digits and voices tarnished with age. only slightly crippled, generally slight due to gravity Play guitars and mandolins in a barn turned church, Not banging on wheelchairs or walkers. Praise the lord in song, glossy eyes mysterious Perhaps a deep state of meditation has washed over, by and by aware of themselves Music heard has not come from instruments, it has come from hearts suddenly decrepit figures blossomed with wings Revealed from their vessels angels appeared. Astonished I thought why does peace look so sad?