first appeared in Cantos, MBU, St. Louis, April, 2012
If I were an angel with angel power, I'd sweep through heaven this very hour. I'd tap each soul and quickly bring their songs to earth within my wings. I'd collect their joy in one giant gust and sprinkle it out like fairy dust, on all who wait and long for a glance of their beloved in rapturous stance. But if by chance it blew awry, I'd gather clouds from a sunlit sky, then swiftly send a caressing wind and wrap them in love that has no end.
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