Blind Angel

Blind Angel 

Blinded by love staggering, 

My heartbroken self I steered

Upon  your fallacious trail.

I failed to see the gaping hole 

That you dug up, I tumbled in

To conditions and temptations, 

Headlong inside deep dark well

Down, down, and lower still I fell

Into pitch black zones of hell.

My feathers tarred and pitched, mud

Caked, I wasn't able to raise my head.

The thoughts... oh only such thoughts 

As the very demons dread.

You, the hunter who had 

Set a trap which had not failed

You stood tall astride the mouth

Stared down on me with victor's swell.

I wanted so much to free 

My gross body, my soul of  dross

To rise above you and forget loss

Find my wings, fight to fly above

To touch the tip  of your head 

With an angel’s pure love.

To become an angel, yours.

An angel is born from pity’s sake

Opportunity a human takes

An angel is born from calling

A human decides to make

His avocation. Mine, you.

 

I move heaven and earth enter hell

To earn angel stripes or wings

Free from fear of pain, or loss or gain

Angel hearts don't sing in vain

Your loss forfeit, the defeat holy

As much as the grail, my feat,

The crusade that was my tale. 

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