Pink Angels
Pink Angels
In other universes not our own
Birth of angels comes on cuddled breath
Billions of them at a time spring forth
Soar from the cosmic womb
Holy Spirit sees to that with blinding ghost like speed
By the warmth, formed, translucent wings, unraveled mysteries
Long thin hair covers every solid soul
They fly and dance with stars
With instant knowledge from the start
Though they were only born today
Prayer and play come so easy
No force is needed in the dark
They find humanity in galaxies not named
Pink Angels hold sins like lit dynamite in amazement
Large round eyes figure things out quick
They are calm about their business
Blowing sins and all that goes with it
Into oblivion in just an instant
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