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Angels Aside by Heather J. Williams
People tell me I am crazy.
Because of what I see.
I have always seen the tiny angels.
Resting upon other peoples shoulders.
They all have purple wings, dark deep violet,
The color of the muted moon climbing into the midnight white sky
The angels don’t have eyes, not as the “normal” people do
They are always weeping, hands tucked over their tiny ears.
“Normal” people cannot see them.
They simply ignore the poor little tortured beings,
flickering their glazed eyes to other unimportant things-
But I have never felt anger for this action.
Not ever. No.
I do not let their ignorance to let my raging inner tears abide.
Just like the scarlet woman, with her Abel’s mark,
I let their sins run off my eyes just like bits of salt
For you see I know a secret.
One that was so hard to find,
I was blessed with immortal sight from my dark and misty eyes
Such dark and raging confounds can be find within my soul,
That I may see the tortures of others desperate unknowns
The angles are the “normal” peoples hearts
Ignored and deprived of light,
All weeping as if scolded children stuck in a bound rope tied tight,
These hearts contain the reverence of light, love truth and peace,
It is the utmost truth of knowing that they are everything.
So I move and speak to you, with all the learning of my age,
Do not fear your heart or mind, for the urges they display.
Take into those pitiful fears, confided within you from your family or society to none.
Take them into your empty hands,
Petting their tears to nil,
Learn the bright and dark deep secrets that flow from their pushed wine tainted lips,
For once you do this it shall be revealed that you and are on the inner side the same.
We love and live with happiness, seeing the storms of ancient conceited feelings fade.
Knowing one very utter passionate truth.
The thing that makes a human so,
Is their heart at root and fall.
So may no man for fear of sin, come between this light and shade,
May our days be filled with this, and never may we never turn away.