Song of Angels
The song of angels softly rose
Voices blended in the firmament
Fragrant notes filled all the room
Purest pleasures peaceful power
Reaching out astounds the heart
Senses held are blessed with living sounds
How are they there when I can’t see?
Waiting always for such a time
Angels celebrate rejoicing human hearts
A memory in time divine and free
Rich flavors of the voices meld like tapestry
Beyond the visible, beyond all care
I float with them in harmony I fly
Where the song of angels goes
(Alliteration, Asyndeton, Imagery, Internal rhyme, Repetition, Synesthesia)
Copyright © John Squires | Year Posted 2016
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