25 October 2012
Falling from the clouded sky, Watching life passing by. Years and years I did fall, I didn't feel like me at all.
My body went light, As I was shocked with fright, No wings for support, Even if I constantly fought.
My glorious white wings were hiding away, Staying away from the fallen day, Every angel falls to earth, It is the hundred year curse.
Family and friends lost on the way, I can't even have my say, I have to fall, No choice at all.
Falling for years I did, I am no longer a kid, Crashing to the hard ground, Gazing around- there is no one to be found.
My wings are finally back, Sweeping from my back through a small crack, They pushed there way out easily, Quick and greedily.
Huge white wonders that glittered like snow, In the night they did glow, soft feathers I felt, On the floor I knelt.
Relief escaped through me, I know I can't go back- I don't understand why this could be, Stranded here with many humans, But I have to say what a glorious land.
Falling Angels • Opuss № I