Ti Bon Ange Small Little Angel

Ti Bon Ange (Small Little Angel) A small little angel looking over an edge, Its eyes wide, alive in wetness and peering. From a cliff it overlooks an undulating plain that, sweeps, spreading before its eyes forever seeming, looming, fiercely wild, provocative, even strange. This small little angle spies a moving form, the forms grace of movement engages the angel’s core. The angel’s vision pierces the far distance off, the forms mobility morphs, blinking into shifting profiles; in yearning and desire the angel aspires to be thus. Every nail craves a hammers striking blow, as every fire finds its life from flaming spark. Soul on the look out, intently watchful, with experience dreams fluidly flow forward, in kind, knowledge accrues like sand on a beach. The small little angel directs its tenacious approach, associated heartfelt action declares its course. Sentiment slinks back in diminishing outline, an hallucinogen of auric glow alights, proclaiming freely; mind, body, spirit, in bold consumption.