The Call
What magic do you seek
In a world that is lost
A world where angels wear plain faces
Hiding the light that is within
A light that would shatter even
The strongest of mortals
Take your hand
Feel your breath
The thunder from within
That can only tell
Of storms on the surface
It is the storms that block the light from you
Not your own fear
Not your mortal shell
Stealing your breath from you
Angel, you know the way
Your mission is a mystery
Not even heaven knows
But these are the days we all must take
Trudging along like listless drones
Marching along with the rest
We are an army
We are soldiers
The mission is clear
The magic is secret
All angels taste
This bitter mortal life
But we smile inside because we know
Our day will come
This current monotony will
Morph into a trueness that only
Angels like us can recognize
Our purpose does not haunt us
It hunts us
In the deep night
And when we are ready
It will pounce upon us like so many tigers
Destroying our mortal shell
And releasing the angels within.
In a world that is lost
A world where angels wear plain faces
Hiding the light that is within
A light that would shatter even
The strongest of mortals
Take your hand
Feel your breath
The thunder from within
That can only tell
Of storms on the surface
It is the storms that block the light from you
Not your own fear
Not your mortal shell
Stealing your breath from you
Angel, you know the way
Your mission is a mystery
Not even heaven knows
But these are the days we all must take
Trudging along like listless drones
Marching along with the rest
We are an army
We are soldiers
The mission is clear
The magic is secret
All angels taste
This bitter mortal life
But we smile inside because we know
Our day will come
This current monotony will
Morph into a trueness that only
Angels like us can recognize
Our purpose does not haunt us
It hunts us
In the deep night
And when we are ready
It will pounce upon us like so many tigers
Destroying our mortal shell
And releasing the angels within.
posted by Vee @ 1:33 AM
3 Comments:
At 1:55 AM,
Anonymous said…
could you be talking about a concept such as SOUL?? my dear lady, in this world of physicality there is No room for such talk
tisk tisk
actually, your poem reminds me a lot of socrates cave analogy.. the light, and revealing.. its good
At 7:29 AM,
Gary said…
Hi. Thought I'd say that I really enjoyed your poetry - and it's not often that I can say that about bloems (I might have made that word up). It was a nice random find on a boring Wednesday afternoon and said something to me.
At 12:59 PM,
Anonymous said…
*shiver* *quiver*
i wonder if there are any consistent worldy steps we can take to release the angel within us, like the emerging cave dweller who attained a vision and knowledge of the Good, and returned into the cave to share it.
either way , the poetry is breeeaaathtaking
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